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The 6th of September was a grey showery day in Ypres.
Hilton had a slack time at plan work but he found plenty to do,in working with other sappers at improving in other directions. Part of his time was consumed in assisting other sappers in building extra sand-bag protection to the Cupola Huts.
The drizzle of rain added wretchedness to the desolation of ruin. The chaotic noise of guns firing, and of shells [whining?] and bursting and of the crash of tumbling walls smitten walls crashing was continuous throughout the day
Later in the evening Hilton wandered alone through part of the ruins. The weather was no longer grey and showery then. The sky had cleared and become as a placid sea of azure with immense outwelling [indecipherable]
clouds calmly drifting across like

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