Only one German got close enough to thrust at Holmes, who shot him through the heart before the bayonet lunge could be made.
What was left of the first and second waves was being beaten back.
Major Wells, Prescott and Noll Terry leaped to the parapet with two French soldiers in their section to beat back the foe.
Just then a third wave arrived.

The fighting became brisker.
Dick Prescott felt a weight against his head.

He staggered dizzily, felt arms clutch at him, and had only a hazy notion of what followed.
The Germans went back, carrying a few prisoners with them.

A minute later the enemy barrage lifted.
"You may get up now," Greg admonished his captive, as he leaped to his feet.
"You've accounted for one of the enemy," smiled Captain Ribaut, as he came up.
"Captured him at the first pop out of the box," Holmes declared proudly.

"I told him to lie still, and he surely did.