If we caught them with our eyes they bowed with a loathsome, trembling subservience.

There were many little Jewish children, with glittering eyes, naked feet, bare scrubby heads and white faces.

Nikolai at length caught an old man and asked him where the soldiers were.

The old man replied in very tolerable Russian that all the soldiers had gone last night--not one of them remained--but he believed that some more were shortly to arrive.

They were always coming and going, he said.
We stayed where we were, under the blazing sun, and held council.