"Some soldiers looted his yard and
he shot one."
He then asked the corporal if he would take flour instead of bread. The
corporal agreed, adding that in that case, of course, they would get a
bit more.
"Of course, you won't," said the commandant.
We sent the corporal back to the camp with the loaves, and with a little
trouble found the house where Colonel P---- and Admiral T----had
lodgings. It was a gay little cottage, and both were at breakfast. They
welcomed us and generously offered us their spare eggs, though eggs were
scarce. The admiral had a large-scale map--made, of course, by
Austria--and we hunted it for our road. Paths were marked quite clearly,
and houses at most convenient intervals. It seemed a far superior path
to the Ipek pass, both regarding shelter and length.
"But," we said, "Sir Ralph suggests that we go to Mitrovitza, because
the Serbs say that Uskub will fall in a few days."
"I should get out of the country as soon as you can," said one.
"It is exceedingly unlikely that Uskub can fall," said the other.
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