Then all is quiet once more.
It was still two hours before the sun would rise, and I took full advantage of the opportunities which the darkness gave me.

I ordered four of my burghers to approach as close to the station as was possible, and to find out everything they could about the enemy's position.
Following my directions, they crept with extreme caution towards the English lines, until only a hundred paces separated them from the station.

They returned before it was light, and brought back word that unless the enemy had thrown up unusually high _schanzes_, there must be an untold quantity of provisions piled up there.

Everything had been very quiet, and they had seen no one stirring.
The day now began to dawn, and as soon as it was light I sent a message to the enemy demanding their surrender.

The answer came back at once.