“We don’t know where we’re going,
but we’re on our way,”
someone piped up.
“We’re going to Berlin,” one shouted.
The fact that no one gave them any information did not appear to discourage them.
“When do we eat?” one wanted to know.
Tom saw no reason why he should not answer that, so he said to those crowded nearest to him, “In about half an hour.”
“G-o-o-d-ni-ight!”
“When are we going to start? Who’s running this camp anyway?”
“Go and tell the engineer we’re here and he can start off.”
“Fares, please. Ding ding!”