"I have seen the earth torn and dismembered as though by the plough of some destroying angel.

A few blackened ruins where, an hour or so before, a peaceful village stood; men and women running about like lunatics stricken with a mortal fear.
And all the time a red glow on the horizon, a blood-red glow, and little specks of grey or brown lying all over the fields; even the cattle racing round in terror.

And every now and then the cry of Death! You are fortunate in England." Philippa leaned forward.
"Do you believe that our turn will come ?" she asked.

"Do you believe that the wave will break over our country ?" "Who can tell ?" "Ah, no, but answer me," she begged.

"Is it possible for you to land an army here ?" "I think," he replied, "that all things are possible to the military genius of Germany.