noon
They lined up in the dark road feeling the mud slopping under their feet . The ruts were full of black water , in which gleamed a reflection of distant electric lights . `` All you fellows work in Storehouse A today , '' said the sergeant , who had been a preacher , in his sad , drawling voice . `` Lieutenant says that 's all got to be finished by noon . They 're sending it to the front today . '' Somebody let his breath out in a whistle of surprise . `` Who did that ? ''