about one in the
morning
They are a sort of negative wall . They are more like giant cracks in the ground than anything else ... . But perhaps I had better begin by telling how we got there . We started about one in the morning ladened up with everything you can possibly imagine on a soldier , and in addition I had a kettle -- filled with water -- most of the chaps had bundles of firewood , and some had extra bread . We marched out of our quarters along the road for a mile or more , and then we took the fields , and presently came to a crest and dropped into a sort of maze of zigzag trenches going up to the front trench . These trenches , you know , are much deeper than one 's height ; you do n't see anything . It 's like walking along a mud-walled passage .