There was a groan from the French lines.

The colors reappeared, and close under the bastion.
And now in front the attack was so hot, that often the Prussian gunners were seen to jump down, driven from their posts; and the next moment a fierce hurrah from the rear told that the French had won some great advantage there.

The fire slackening told a similar tale and presently down came the Prussian flag-staff.

That might be an accident.

A few moments of thirsting expectation, and up went the colors of the 24th brigade upon the Bastion St.Andre.
The French army raised a shout that rent the sky, and their cannon began to play on the Prussian lines and between the bastion and the nearest fort, to prevent a recapture.
Sudden there shot from the bastion a cubic acre of fire: it carried up a heavy mountain of red and black smoke that looked solid as marble.