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Scorrier finished his inspection and went on a shooting trip into the forest. His host met him on his return. "Just look at this! " he said, holding out a telegram. "Awful, isn't it? " His face expressed a profound commiseration, almost ludicrously mixed with the ashamed contentment that men experience at the misfortunes of an enemy.
The telegram, dated the day before, ran thus "Frightful explosion New Colliery this morning, great loss of life feared."