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There
is
no
room
to
go
away.
Momentarily
the
noises
increase.
Men
are
firing
about
him,
and
he
strains
his
eyes
on
the
opposite
hill
to
see
something
to
shoot
at,
and
empties
his
magazine
at
what
looks
like
a
man
but
may
be
a
tree-trunk,
and
then
stops
again
and
gets
sick.
Another
long
period
of
waiting
follows.
All
the
water
is
gone
from
his
water-bottle;
an
intolerable
thirst
is
scorching
his
throat.
He
does
not
reload
his
magazine,
and
makes
up
his
mind
to
say
that
his
rifle
is
jammed,
so
that
he
need
not
go
further
with
any
fresh
stupid
advance
that
may
be
ordered.
This
is
no
time
to
care
about
what
any
one
may
think
of
him,
it
is
just
too
awful
for
anything.
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