The tracks take him straight to that big white clay pigeon of a house up on the mountainside. They’ve gone way overboard in trying to make the house look like someone’s actually living there. Shaftoe can see furniture and everything. The walls are crisscrossed by bullet trails. They have even set up a mannequin on the balcony, in a pink silk dressing gown , corncob pipe, and aviator sunglasses, scanning the bay through binoculars! As reluctant as he is to approve of anything done by the Army, Shaftoe cannot keep himself from laughing out loud at this witticism. Military humor at its finest. He can’t believe they got away with it. A couple of press photographers are standing down below, taking pictures of the scene.