midnight
said Kosmaroff and Martin repeatedly and confidently , as the men moved past them in the darkness . In Warsaw there was a queer silence , and every door was shut . The streets had been quite deserted , and they were now full of soldiers , who , at a given word , had moved out from the barracks to line the streets . At midnight they were still at their posts , when the first stragglers came in from the south , silent , mud-bespattered , bedraggled men , who shuffled along in their dripping clothes in the middle of the street in groups of two and three . They hung their heads and crept to their houses . And the conquerors watched them without sympathy , without anger . It was a miserable fiasco .