In that case I might wait on another convoy.
I had shaved and made myself a fairly respectable figure before I left the cottage.

It was my cue to wait for the men when they left the church, wait on that quarter-mile of straight highway.

I judged the captain must be in the party.

The village, I was glad to observe, seemed very empty.

I have my own notions about the Bavarians as fighting men, but I am bound to say that, judging by my observations, very few of them stayed at home.
That funeral took hours.