“. . . . H——’s two men had floundered back to the guns from the forward Observation Post after this very thick night and reported to ‘M——.’

“‘M——’ was very liberal to them with Hurley’s whiskey—and they needed it. This sort of need for a drink is something that bears no relationship to anything you and I could ever know in a nicely regulated civilian life. It is of a world which the temperance die-hard has never envisaged, and in which the drink does nothing more criminal than make man more stoical of conditions that in themselves are cruel enough to justify him in committing the seven cardinal sins if that would procure alleviation of those conditions.”