Those lights you will out put, and yourselves lock in.
If you into the street go, we will shoot!" He gave a command in a strange language; so strange, indeed, that the soldiers with him failed to entirely grasp his meaning, and one shouldered his rifle, while the other brought his politely to a salute.
"You ass!" muttered the tall German.

"Get out!" As they charged into the street, they heard behind them a wild feminine shriek, then a crash of pottery and glass, then silence, and an instant later the Ship Inn was buried in darkness.
"That will hold Stiffkey for a while!" said Ford.

"Now, back to the car." But between them and the car loomed suddenly a tall and impressive figure.

His helmet and his measured tread upon the deserted cobble-stones proclaimed his calling.
"The constable!" whispered Herbert.

"He must see us, but he mustn't speak to us." For a moment the three men showed themselves in the middle of the street, and then, as though at sight of the policeman they had taken alarm, disappeared through an opening between two houses.