The sergeant gave an order, and the four soldiers urged Steven and the girl out of the tent. There was a bleat of pain as one of the children placed a kick.
The sergeant started to follow his men out. At the tent flaps he paused. "Sir ... maybe you'd like to know: we found these two because they were playing and laughing. We were scouting the park, and heard them laughing."
"They were?" said the lieutenant, looking up from the forms he was filling out. "Playing?"
"It's still there, sir. Deep down. It has to be."
"I see," said the lieutenant slowly. "Yes, I suppose it is. And now we've got to dig it up."
"Well ... we buried it, sir."