4.00 p.m. Just a line. Noise fearful and never ceasing. Three more casualties (all wounded), one officer, Stewart—slight; Sergeant M’Cappin, Lurgan, severe. Orders and instructions pour in. Two enormous packets and two cipher messages at 1.00 a.m. this morning! The different units I have to fit in and to place grows apace. We are getting very bored with the din. The Bosche is not retaliating on us much. Reports of all sorts have to go in nearly hourly. Pratt’s doing good work recording, and being most helpful. Awful week. No mail today.