At the dead of night, one sometimes sees jeeps marching in, very slowly, as if they formed a procession. They stop in front of a house, embark a man and leave, just as they came. This man's family, that is, the women and the children, come forth in the night for a moment, as if they were enjoying the night air. As for him, he will not again feel the free night air for many years “ at best. All this is only in the order of things.