Having come through a gate with big letters saying "Enter" to do something, which was blurred by a big shadow, the visitors stopped. And they all listened to the band, only they couldn't see any band. And then one, two, three, four, five thousand men marched by. They were dressed in soldier suits with anchors on their hats. They had books in one hand and swung the other hand very rhythmically. They were marching around a flagpole. This was very interesting to the visitors.

After a while the band stopped; all the soldiers with anchors on their caps disappeared. There were men sitting on chairs in front of buildings, though. And there were women. Several hundred were sitting on the steps of one building, a few thousand were lying in the grass in sunsuits, two dozen were leaning out of the windows of the building. The visitors realized this must be an army camp.

Suddenly several youths in seersucker coats appeared. The men sitting in the chairs glowered at them. The women ignored them. Six fainted and fell out of the third floor window. The youths were very calm. They walked on slowly. And then, a bugle sounded. All the soldiers with anchors on their hats marched out and the youths in seersucker coats were plainly disturbed. They ran and hid in a big building with huge white pillars and long flat steps. The visitors never saw them again.

All the soldiers marched around the flagpole again. All the women smiled at them. The visitors saw faces in the windows of a squat gray building. The faces smiled very contentedly on the soldiers with the anchors on their hats and the women who lived near them. One of the visitors murmured "The place has recently been sold." The visitors went away, and one whom they called Vag shook his head.