I saw the villages of Willerval, Arleux and Bailleul-sur-Berthouit.

They looked so peaceful in the green plain which had not been disturbed as yet by shells.

The church spires stood up undamaged like those of some quiet hamlet in England.
I thought, "If we could only follow up our advance and keep the Germans on the move," but the day was at an end and the snow was getting heavier.

I saw far off in the valley, numbers of little grey figures who seemed to be gradually gathering together, and I heard an officer say he thought the Germans were preparing for a counter-attack.
Our men, however, paid little attention to them.

The pressing question of the moment was how to get a comfortable and advantageous position for the night.