An acrid and stifling smoke in which dying and wounded lay with weak, dull groans. When the smoke cleared away, the combatants on both sides could be seen to be thinned out, but still in the same positions, reloading in silence. All at once, a thundering voice was heard, shouting:⁠—

“Be off with you, or I’ll blow up the barricade!”

All turned in the direction whence the voice proceeded.