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whole plan as secret as possible, about twenty-five square miles of ground in Great Britain were set aside and surrounded with armed guards. There, through all the spring and early summer of 1916, the work was carried on, without the slightest hint of its existence reaching the outside world. Then, one night, the tanks were loaded up and shipped over to France, to make that first sensational appearance on the Somme, with the success which warranted their further production on a larger and more ambitious scale. II FIRST DAYS OF TRAINING We were at a rest camp on the Somme when the chit first came round regarding the joining of the H.B.M.G.C. The Colonel came up to us one day with some papers in his hand. "Does anybody want to join this?" he asked. We all crowded around to find out what "this" might be. "Tanks!" some one cried. Some were facetious; others indifferent; a few mildly interested. But no one seemed very keen about it, especially as the tanks in those days had a reputation for rather heavy casualties. Only Talbot, remembering the derelict and the interest she had inspired, said, with a laugh,-- "I rather think I'll put my name down, sir. Nothing will come of it, but one might just as well try." And taking one of the papers he filled it in, while the others stood around making all the remarks appropriate to such an occasion. Two or three weeks went by and Talbot had forgotten all about it, in the more absorbing events which crowded months into days on the Somme. One day the Adjutant came up to him and, smiling, put out his hand. "Well, good-bye, Talbot. Good luck." When a man puts out his hand and says "Good-bye," you naturally take the proffered hand and say "Good-bye," too. Talbot found himself saying "Good-bye" before he realized what he was doing. Then he laughed. "Now that I've said 'Good-bye,' where am I going?" he asked. "To the Tanks," the Adjutant replied. So he was really to go; really to leave behind his battalion, his friends, his men, and his servant. For a moment the Somme and the camp seemed the most desirable places on earth. He thought he must have been a fool the day he signed that paper signifying his desire to join another Corps. But it was done now. There were his orders in the Colonel's hand. "When do I start, sir? And where do I go?" he asked. "You're to leave immediately for B----, wherever that is. Take your horse as far as the railhead and g
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