Stanley was handed an extra bandolier of fifty rounds, but it was the anticipation of hand-to-hand fighting that filled him with apprehension…  “I felt a kind of disagreeable gloominess and taciturnness settle on my spirits as the night wore on. But 2 o’clock came and no move; then 3 o’clock approached and no one seemed to be preparing for anything. And I began to look about me from when I sat on my ground sheet rather like a bird that feels morning is near. Soon I saw men walking about, dividing in dark vertical streaks the crack of dawning light. The disappearing night seemed to taker my dread with it… Then the whole camp began to get news of what had happened. Apparently the Bulgars had fallen back, but they were not at all sure how far.”

Richard Carline,  “Stanley Spencer At War”.

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