Item 01: G. O. Hawkins articles and notes ca. 1916-1919 - Page 129
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"Halt" comes a stern but muffled command. The head of the shadow-dragon somewhere forward in the darkness ceases to move.
The command passes, in quietly uttered repetition, towards the rear as the shadow wrinkles on itself while slowly understanding what would be instantly realized in broad daylight.
The whole column loses its spaces and is crushed up and close packed.
Mules raise their heads to avoid baggage in front of them, waggons and horses become a jumble, men cramp and wedge together to give the transport room and to avoid the hoofs of frightened animals.
The officer in charge is doubtful of the way.
We become conscious of this by hearing him ask a question of discussing the matter with someone as unseen as himself.
"Where do you want to get to?"
This question is put by us.
"Road leading to Tylle gate," comes