Saturday. August 10th. Yesterday night after lights’ out the occupants of the several R.F.C. rooms gave voice in song, not altogether melodious, but very unanimous. We succeeded in annoying not only the guards, but especially the people next door, who indulged this morning in all kinds of heavy sarcasm and ended up by being offensive, as usual, about the R.F.C. This afternoon, as the little girls say, ‘we don’t speak’