An officer of the Cheshires, who is a bit of a cricketer, got
uncomfortable after being cramped so long in the trenches. He raised
his leg in shifting his position, and a bit of a shell hit him in the
thigh. As he fell back all he said was, “Out, by George! l.b.w., as the
umpire would say. Better luck next innings”: _A Trooper of the Royal
Horse Guards_.