'We shall have long happy hours together.

I'm going to take you all home with me, for I am a hospitable soul.

You will be safer with me than in the town gaol, for it's a trifle draughty.

It lets things in, and it might let things out.' Again he gave an order, and we were marched out, each with a soldier at his elbow.

The three of us were bundled into the back seat of the car, while two men sat before us with their rifles between their knees, one got up behind on the baggage rack, and one sat beside Stumm's chauffeur.