He did not even condescend to look at this civilian walking beside the lieutenant with the downcast look of a prisoner.

The stables were vacant.

Desnoyers saw his last animals being driven off with sticks by the helmeted shepherds.
The costly progenitors of his herds were all beheaded in the park like mere slaughter-house animals.

In the chicken houses and dovecotes, there was not a single bird left.

The stables were filled with thin horses who were gorging themselves before overflowing mangers.