Something is wrong somewhere. There should be plenty of food.” “The dogfish are selling it somewhere else.” “Yes, they give the battalions in the front line as much as they can but the ones in back are very short. They have eaten all the Austrians’ potatoes and chestnuts from the woods. They ought to feed them better. We are big eaters. I am sure there is plenty of food. It is very bad for the soldiers to be short of food. Have you ever noticed the difference it makes in the way you think?” “Yes,” I said. “It can’t win a war but it can lose one.”
