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Updated: June 1, 2025
Clerambault started: "Pleasure," he said, "pleasure?" he took his hat and went out. It was pitch dark in the street outside, all the lights having been out on account of an air-raid.
He kicked something that rattled and rolled away from him. He stopped, freezing in his tracks, trying to pierce the dully glowing gloom. It was a human skull. He relaxed and began walking again. There were plenty of bones down here. Mannheim had said that the tunnels had been used as air-raid shelters when the sun bomb had hit the island during the Holocaust.
'Well, I used to be, I said. She didn't smile. What the dickens was up? 'I used to be. I always thought I was. My name's Hapgood. "'Perhaps you'd better come in. "You know, it was perfectly extraordinary. Her voice was as sad as her face. I stepped in. What on earth was I going to hear? Sabre dying? Wife dying? Air-raid bomb fallen on the house and everybody dead?
One must have a flash, too, for the houses and hotels when an air-raid is on, and one must have it when one is driving a big truck or an automobile down along the front lines, for no lights are permitted on any machines, official or otherwise, after a certain point is reached.
There had been four inquests, all upon the bodies of air-raid victims: a road-man, his wife, an orphan baby all belonging to the thick central mass of the proletariat, for a West End slum had received a bomb full in the face and Lady Queenie Paulle.
The existing stately tree is the fruit of this patient labour; it grows at twice the pace of our oaks, and attains far larger dimensions; it is quite useless as a timber tree, but produces enormous acorns which, in windy weather, descend in showers from the trees and batter the corrugated iron roofs of the houses with a noise like an air-raid.
The landlord was helping a white-faced waiter to clear a place on the table for a tray of coffee and liqueurs; and outside the noise of shrapnel had died in the distance. The air-raid incident was closed. What next? "You'll both have coffee with us, won't you, Signor di Napoli or Mr. O'Farrell? Or should I say Lieutenant or Captain?" Father Beckett was urging.
She dipped a cloth into a basin and bathed his hands and face. 'You were hit by a piece of shrapnel in last night's air-raid. I wasn't on duty when you came in, but the night-sister said you were quite delirious though you seem ever so much better this morning, don't you? I'll take your temperature, and after you've had some breakfast I'll put a new dressing on your wound.
The mention of an air-raid rendered her definitely inimical. Formerly Marthe had been more than average nervous in air-raids, but she had grown used to them and now defied them. As she kept all windows closed on principle she heard less of raids than some people. G.J. did not explain the circumstances. He simply asked if Madame had returned. No, Madame had not returned.
And the pavement meant complications with the police, with prowlers, with other women; it meant all the scourges of the profession, including probably alcoholism. It meant prostitution, to which she had never sunk! She wished she had been killed outright in the air-raid.
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