Sure enough in a few days the colonel had orders to shift his
ambulance to "C" Beach, near Lala Baba, as our present position was
unfavourable for the construction of a permanent field hospital, owing
to the rise of water in the wet season.

Soon after this, Hawk was moved to the advanced dressing station on
Chocolate Hill, and I had to remain with my section near the Salt
Lake. Thus we were separated.

"It's to break up our click, too thick together, we bin noticing too
much, we know the workin' o' things too well, must break up the
combine, dangerous to 'ave people about 'oo spot things and keep their
jaws tight. Git rid o' Hawk--see th' ideeah? Very clever, ain't it?
Practically we're the only two 'oo do feel which way the wind blows,
an' that's inconvenient sometimes."

I asked Hawk while he was on Chocolate Hill to note down in his head
the various snipers' posts, and the general positions of the British
and Turkish trenches.

There came a time when I wanted to send him a note. But it was a
dangerous thing to send notes about. They might fall into the hands of
some sniper and give away information.

Therefore I got a bar of yellow soap from our stores, cut it in two,
bored out a small hole in one half, wrapped up my note, put it inside
the soap, clapped the two halves together, stuck them together by
wetting it, and completely concealed the cut by rubbing it with water.

I then asked one of the A.S.C. drivers who was going up with the