was an arrow painted, pointin' towards the house behind the lilacs, and underneath the arrow in home-made letterin' it said:
HOT DOUGHNUTS AND COTTAGE CHEESE
EVERY WEDNESDAY AND SATURDAY AFTERNOONS
FROM 2 TO 6 O'CLOCK
FREE TO ALL SOLDIERS.
I got out and stole 'round the lilac clump. I never seen the Janse house look so pleasant. The grass was cut in the front yard, and there was a little neat round bed of red geranimus each side of the front door. The front door was still kind of saggin', true enough, and the house needed paint worse than it did last time I was there, but what with its windows pushed up, and the front door open in kind of an invitin' fashion, and the lower floor so crammed full of United States Army that it was oozin' out all the open holes, (there were men's arms and shoulders in khaki fillin' up the window-spaces, and a pair of army-clad legs a-danglin' out one of the front ones) there was nothin' very forlorn or lonesome-lookin' 'bout the place. There was nothin' very forlorn or lonesome-soundin' either!
I went 'round unobserved to the back door. There's a shed off the kitchen, and I stationed myself up close to some wash-tubs in the shed,
