Inside, the dugouts were frowzy and dark, darker than holes, and filled with absolute desolation. There were n
Inside, the dugouts were frowzy and dark, darker than holes, and filled with absolute desolation. There were no windows in these mud walls, no furniture or other homely items, except for the odd piece of tattered wicker. But every dwelling had a large hollow dug right in the center of the dirt floor, like a fire pit, but taking up the greater part of the space. They were filled with standing water and reeked beyond description.
