‘Why?’ Heads jerked as the voice came. It was Jerry, struggling to his feet, face tight. ‘What’s the point of it, sir? You said yourself that Jack Kahui was a good soldier and a good man. How many others have we lost? Now they want us to lose even more, just so they can have another hole in the ground!’
The red-haired soldier’s voice was harsh and wild. William reached up to pull him back. He’d been thinking the same thing, but to say it out loud . . .
‘Sit down, O’Brien!’ Sergeant Molloy shouted. ‘Sit down, or I’ll put you under arrest!’
Mr Gowing lifted a hand. ‘It’s all right, Sergeant.’ He spoke quietly, but they could hear him even above the guns. ‘I know how you feel, O’Brien, but it’s not our job to question orders. Things are happening all over the battlefield. We may be attacki
