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"
What
d'ye
mean
--
a
gun
?
"
"
No
,
sir
,
"
and
the
artilleryman
began
a
vivid
account
of
the
Heat-Ray
.
Halfway
through
,
the
lieutenant
interrupted
him
and
looked
up
at
me
.
I
was
still
standing
on
the
bank
by
the
side
of
the
road
.
"
It
's
perfectly
true
,
"
I
said
.
"
Well
,
"
said
the
lieutenant
,
"
I
suppose
it
's
my
business
to
see
it
too
.
Look
here
"
--
to
the
artilleryman
--
"
we
're
detailed
here
clearing
people
out
of
their
houses
.
You
'd
better
go
along
and
report
yourself
to
Brigadier-General
Marvin
,
and
tell
him
all
you
know
.
He
's
at
Weybridge
.
Know
the
way
?
"
"
I
do
,
"
I
said
;
and
he
turned
his
horse
southward
again
.
"
Half
a
mile
,
you
say
?
"
said
he
.
"
At
most
,
"
I
answered
,
and
pointed
over
the
treetops
southward
.
He
thanked
me
and
rode
on
,
and
we
saw
them
no
more
.
Farther
along
we
came
upon
a
group
of
three
women
and
two
children
in
the
road
,
busy
clearing
out
a
labourer
's
cottage
.
They
had
got
hold
of
a
little
hand
truck
,
and
were
piling
it
up
with
unclean-looking
bundles
and
shabby
furniture
.
They
were
all
too
assiduously
engaged
to
talk
to
us
as
we
passed
.
By
Byfleet
station
we
emerged
from
the
pine
trees
,
and
found
the
country
calm
and
peaceful
under
the
morning
sunlight
.
We
were
far
beyond
the
range
of
the
Heat-Ray
there
,
and
had
it
not
been
for
the
silent
desertion
of
some
of
the
houses
,
the
stirring
movement
of
packing
in
others
,
and
the
knot
of
soldiers
standing
on
the
bridge
over
the
railway
and
staring
down
the
line
towards
Woking
,
the
day
would
have
seemed
very
like
any
other
Sunday
.
Several
farm
waggons
and
carts
were
moving
creakily
along
the
road
to
Addlestone
,
and
suddenly
through
the
gate
of
a
field
we
saw
,
across
a
stretch
of
flat
meadow
,
six
twelve-pounders
standing
neatly
at
equal
distances
pointing
towards
Woking
.
The
gunners
stood
by
the
guns
waiting
,
and
the
ammunition
waggons
were
at
a
business-like
distance
.
The
men
stood
almost
as
if
under
inspection
.
