The Germans wouldn't stop a minute at shelling one of their own villages if we were holding it.
Fred, I think they must be going to send our little lot away, too.

There are soldiers coming along the road--Uhlans." Fred looked down and saw a picket of lancers approaching, headed by an officer.

And in a few minutes there were signs of great activity in the village.

Soon the exodus began.

And then the Uhlans turned at the road leading up to the great house, and began to climb.
"Coming to warn our people, I suppose," said Boris.