Creep along behind that pile of lumber to where you see the hole in the fence.

I'll be just behind you.

That's the way." The narrow alley was much lighter, yet still dark enough to conceal their movements, as they clung close to the deeper shadows.

Except for an old cart it was unoccupied, the surface covered with ashes, so packed as to leave no trace of wheels.

Ahead of them at the end of the block, glowed the only street lamp visible.