I was never before in my life so lonely.

How chance seems to throw us together so often!" "And we've both profited by it.

The coffee is boiling now, Mr.Scott.
I've a good German coffee pot and two cups that I took from the fallen.
God rest their souls, they'll need them no more, while we do." "The battle goes on," said John, listening a moment at the window.
"Somewhere on the hundred mile line it has continued without a break of an instant, and it may go on this way for a week or a month.

Ah, it's a fearful war, Mr.Scott, and we've seen only the beginning! But drink the coffee now, while it's hot.

And I've warmed too, some of the cold food from the knapsacks.