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Chapter 4.

Bridgman ordered a stand two, an hour before dawn and the second day.

And moving about in the dim half-light, he felt the pleasant contact of clammy du laden

air brushing his face and hands.

Isolated shots and short bursts of machine gunfire broke the silence at intervals and the

sound came from every direction except the south.

The still open hand of the German army was closing round the division as it lay in its

temporary perimeter awaiting the arrival of the fourth parachute brigade and the remainder

of the glider element.

He found himself hoping that the grip would not become unbreakable by the time they were

ready to move into Arnhem.

The pathfinder company was inside the perimeter, for it had still to bring in the second

lift and until that was done it could play no part in defence or attack.

Bridgman took out his platoon roll and laid it on the rough parapet in front of him.

The names set out in their solid squares, inspired him with a feeling of confidence.

Lieutenant Bridgman, Sergeant Nash, private building, private Dwyer, private broken.

Number four section.

Lieutenant Layland Corporal Mazden, Lance Corporal Hudson, private lavary, private

wheelcocks, private counter, private Gregory, private McGraft, private Keely, private Adams,

private chambers, private Wallace.

Number five section.

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