18th December (1918)

Enjoyed the bed immensely and bade a fond farewell to my hosts this morning.  Madam had a basin of water for me to wash in, and also washed up my eating gear, so that I felt quite important.

On the move again in cold driving rain through populous country.  Followed the Meuse the greater part of the way, then struck off up a narrow valley feeding its tributary, the Vesle.  This small town is concerned with zinc mining, and we are sleeping on the hard floors of a large unfinished building intended as a bureau for some of the large works whose chimneys cut the sky.

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