two o'clock before
Viola 's blood was up , after what she called Jimmy 's meanness , and there was no keeping her back . We were a little uncertain of our way , for following Jimmy as we did , or rather , following the direction Colville swore he had seen him start in , took us much too far to the north . We found ourselves on the Antwerp road , jammed in the traffic , and caught by a stream of refugees . We were obliged to turn back to Ghent to get our bearings , but the business of transporting women and children kept us on the Antwerp road all morning , and it was past two o'clock before we started for Zele . I remember this particular chase after Jimmy for many reasons . First , we lost our way and never got to Zele at all . Down in the south-east on the sky-line we saw a fleet of little clouds that seemed to be anchored to the earth , and every cloud of the fleet was the smoke from a burning village .