At the wheel of each sat a soldier driver in grey uniform, and with a cloth covered helmet.

Each car was of the same type, a long rakish grey body, low to the ground.

As he neared the house an officer wearing a long, grey coat came out, accompanied by two or three younger men.

He turned to speak to them, then got into one of the cars, which immediately drove off.

As it went a peculiar call was sounded, more like a trumpet than an automobile horn.