And again and again in the complete darkness Tushin's guns moved forward, surrounded by the humming infantry as by a frame.

In the darkness, it seemed as though a gloomy unseen river was flowing always in one direction, humming with whispers and talk and the sound of hoofs and wheels.

Amid the general rumble, the groans and voices of the wounded were more distinctly heard than any other sound in the darkness of the night.

The gloom that enveloped the army was filled with their groans, which seemed to melt into one with the darkness of the night.