moments; it is evident that he wishes to apologize for his rudeness
over the smoking incident.

I was in error, I admit it frankly; at the same time I did not know
that the battery was on charge, and to dash a match from my hand! I
could have shot him where he stood. However, I am not vindictive, and
as far as I am concerned the incident is ended.

One thing I find trying in this small boat, and that is that I can
find no space in which to do half my Mueller exercises, the leg-
and-arm-swinging ones. I must see whether I can't invent a set of
U-boat exercises!

Good! in two hours we reach the Mole-end light buoy.

* * * * *

_Submarine Mess, Bruges._


It is midnight, and as I write in my room at the top of the house the
low rumble of the guns from the south-west vibrates faintly through the
open window, for it is extraordinarily warm for the time of year, and I
have flung back the curtains and risked the light shining.

We spent the night at Zeebrugge and came up to the docks here next day.
We shall probably be in for a week, and I am on four days' "extended
absence from the boat," which practically means that I can go where I
like in the neighbourhood provided I am handy to a telephone.