Quote:
Originally Posted by Lord Justice
if you can get me a piece of paper or two and a pencil, I shall return to my bunk quietly and aid in any overpowering of any jerry you wish.
|
:::produces the pencil pick pocketed from a guard earlier in the day and hands it off to the PO before he walks off:::
:::remains in the compound watching the shadows fall across the ground and the sounds of the night closing in. A distant howl brings a tingle to his spine:::
Mutters "To that Providence, my sons, I hereby commend you, and I counsel you by way of caution from crossing the moor in those dark hours when the powers of evil are exalted." (*)
:::Scuffs the earth again and kicks up a seashell:::
"Mister Homes, wherefore art thou when the Navy needs you most."
:::Walks inside to rejoin the remainder of the POW camp:::
(*) The Hound of the Baskerville, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.