The little band who had been told off for duty passed out into the street, proceeding in twos and threes along the sidewalk so as not to provoke attention.

It was a bitterly cold night, with a half-moon shining brilliantly in a frosty, star-spangled sky.

The men stopped and gathered in a yard which faced a high building.

The words, "Vermissa Herald" were printed in gold lettering between the brightly lit windows.

From within came the clanking of the printing press.
"Here, you," said Baldwin to McMurdo, "you can stand below at the door and see that the road is kept open for us.