They had waited for sundown to rob the hen-roosts.
Very much disillusioned she ran to the morning room and burst in on the Colonel's dictation to his clerk.

"Excuse me, but if you don't keep your soldiers in better order you will have very little to eat whilst you are here.

They are killing and carrying off all our poultry." The Colonel flushed a little at the peremptory way in which she spoke, but without replying went out and shouted a lot of orders in German.

His orderly summoned soldiers from the barn and together they drove the cows into the cow-sheds.

All the Flemish servants having disappeared in a panic, the Germans had to milk the cows that evening; and Vivie, assisted by the orderly, cooked the evening meal in the kitchen.