Graham could see only a few neglected bodies in gaps and corners of the ruins, and amidst the flowing water.
"Will you let them see you, Sire ?" said Ostrog.

"They are very anxious to see you." Graham hesitated, and then walked forward to where the broken verge of wall dropped sheer.

He stood looking down, a lonely, tall, black figure against the sky.
Very slowly the swarming ruins became aware of him.

And as they did so little bands of black-uniformed men appeared remotely, thrusting through the crowds towards the Council House.

He saw little black heads become pink, looking at him, saw by that means a wave of recognition sweep across the space.