What Paul Saw at OrnequinPaul Delroze was awakened at dawn by the bugle–call. And, in the artillery duel that now began, he at once recognized the sharp, dry voice of the seventy–fives and the hoarse bark of the German seventy–sevens.
"Are you coming, Paul?" Bernard called from his room. "Coffee is served downstairs."
The brothers–in–law had found two little bedrooms over a publican's shop. While they both did credit to a substantial breakfast, Paul told Bernard the particulars of the occupation of Corvigny and Ornequin which he had gathered on the evening before:
"On Wednesday, the nineteenth of August, Corvigny, to the great satisfaction of the inhabitants, still thought that it would be spared the horrors of war. There was fighting in Alsace and outside Nancy, there was fighting in B
