The tallest soldier snapped at Mr.
Shutliffe fiercely in a strange tongue.
"Du bist gefangen!" he announced.

"Das Dorf ist besetzt.

Wo sind unsere Leute ?" he demanded.
"You'll 'ave to excuse me, sir," said Mr.Shutliffe, "but I am a trifle 'ard of 'earing." The soldier addressed him in English.
"What is the name of this village ?" he demanded.
Mr.Shuttiffe, having lived in the village upward of eighty years, recalled its name with difficulty.
"Have you seen any of our people ?" With another painful effort of memory Mr.Shutliffe shook his head.
"Go indoors!" commanded the soldier, "And put out all lights, and remain indoors.

We have taken this village.

We are Germans.