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CHAPTER XIV

breeches and shirts came out to see them. They marched past small white signposts on which were painted Winchester, Marlborough, Haileybury, Magnafields, Sherborne, Clifton, and other names. The battalion halted near a vast marquee, from which figures struggled with trailing burdens.
After dinner, fatigue parties were told off for setting up tents, fetching heavy wooden floorboards, whose clumsy segments overbalanced during transit, and filling palliasses. In the giant marquee dim forms wrestled in the dust and pushed wisps of straw into sausage skin cases, which bulged and squirmed away between the legs, as their stuffing grew.
" If you fill it like that, Spencer-Mace, you'll be lying on mother earth by midnight," said Taunton. " You're not making a lavender bag, you know."
" Perhaps he is," said Featherstone.
" Shake it down as you shove it in, you bloody idiot. Bailey, what do you think you're making ? A punch ball ?"
" You told us to pack them tight," said Denis. He had learnt from his last camp that straw has an odd way of evaporating beneath the weight of the human body.
" Here, look at mine," said Taunton. Everyone looked and returned to their efforts. Holmes-Norton's palliasse compared favourably with a worm, cut off in its prime and restored to health by a series of marvellous liaisons. Others only needed two eyes and a clay pipe to make excellent Aunt Sallies.
A list of tent orderlies had already been prepared, and Denis and Peter, being old stagers, were detailed for the first day.
" However am I expected to wash up greasy plates in a bucket of cold water," said Holmes-Norton after supper. Peter had gone off quietly to the cookhouse. A fat cook stood smoking a cigarette. He nodded and looked on idly while Peter filled his dixie with scum-faced water
" At least, it's warm," said Peter. Washing up was soon over and Denis thrust the knives into the soil and threw them back in the box, ready for the next day's breakfast.

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