The
doctor held to the latter opinion, especially after seeing a certain
brown-haired dog running to hide behind a heap of stones.
"It was a dog!" the doctor felt sure. To Rolla, however, the animal
was even more significant. She exclaimed about it in a way which
confirmed the doctor's guess. On she went at a faster rate, plainly
excited and hopeful of seeing something further that she could
recognize.
She found it in a hurry. Reaching the end of one block of the ruins,
she turned the corner and started to follow the cross street.
Whereupon she stopped short, to gaze in consternation at a line of
something whitish which stretched from one side of the "street" to
the other.
It was a line of human skeletons.
There were perhaps two hundred in the lot, piled one on top of the
other, and forming a low barrier across the pavement. To Rolla the
thing was simply terrible, and totally without explanation. To the
people on the earth, it suggested a formation of troops, shot down
in their tracks and left where they had fallen.
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