I wanted to go on to the camp that we could see in the plain below, but Mademoiselle Lannes would not hear of it.

It was here that Monsieur Philip wished her to meet him, and if she went on he would miss her.

We expected to find food and rooms, but, my God, sir, the town is deserted! Most of the houses have been shot to pieces by the artillery and if people are here we cannot find them.

Because of that we have taken shelter, for the present, in the church." But John in his eagerness was already pushing open one of the huge bronze doors, and Picard, brushing some of the snow from his clothes, followed him.

The door swung shut behind them both, and he stood beside one of the pews staring into the dusky interior.
But his eyes became used to the gloom, and soon it did not seem so somber as it was outside.