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was serving out the vilest slush I have ever tasted & to style it Beer was downright blasphemy.   The woman ejaculated "Merci Monsieur" as she raked in the francs, and it occurred to me that instead of looking doleful she ought to have worn a most serafobic countenance on the profits she must have been making for I'll guarantee that for a few pence worth of ingredients I could have made a gallon of better flavoured beer.   And to see the Tommies donating almost a day's pay for a trifle over a pint!

Next day we commenced our march over bad roads, the land on either side being pockmarked with shell

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