"We descend in a few minutes." Dominey glanced out of the window.
"But where are we ?" he enquired.
"Within five minutes of our destination." "But there is not a house in sight," Dominey remarked wonderingly.
"You will be received on board His Majesty's private train," Seaman announced.

"The Kaiser, with his staff, is making one of his military tours.

We are honoured by being permitted to travel back with him as far as the Belgian frontier." They had come to a standstill now.

A bearded and uniformed official threw open the door of their compartment, and they stepped on to the narrow wooden platform of a small station which seemed to have been recently built of fresh pine planks.

The train, immediately they had alighted, passed on.