Over There by Arnold Bennett
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dressmaker. It was no longer possible to keep them. "I had seventy,
you know. Now--not one. For a time we made considerably less than the rent. Now we make nothing. Nevertheless, some American clients have been very kind." Her glance went round the empty white salons with their mirrors in sculptured frames. Naught of her stock was left except one or two fragile blouses and a few original drawings. Said the husband: "We are eating our resources. I will tell you what this war means to us. It means that we shall have to work seven or eight years longer than we had the intention to work. What would you?" He lifted his arms and lowered the corners of his mouth. Then he turned again to the military aspect of things, elaborating it. The soldier in him finished: "It is necessary, all the same, to admire these cursed Germans." "Admire them!" said his wife sharply. "I do not appreciate the necessity. When I think of that day and that night we spent at home!" They live in the eastern suburbs of the city. "When I think of that day and that night! The cannon thundering at a distance of ten kilometres!" "Thirty kilometres, almost thirty, my friend," the husband corrected. |
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