I write them with a capital letter because I've got to keep my head about the Flies.

Does any one at home or away from this infernal strip of fighting realise what flies are?
Of course one's read of the tropical sorts, all red and stinging, or white and bloated--what you like, evil and horrid, but these here are just the ordinary household kind.

Quite ordinary, but sheets, walls of them.

I came into the little larder place near our sitting-room this morning.

I thought they'd painted the walls black during the night.