'Field artillery?' 'No. Toc-emmas.' He was referring to trench-mortars.

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Some time passed before I felt tranquil even here: I had a vague dread that wild cattle might be near, or that some sportsman or poacher might discover me.

You'll need about a yard of material to make this.