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"The turnstile," he finished my broken sentence. "Where is the turnstile?" "At the place whatever it may be where we get tired of each other. Isn't that what you meant?" "According to my present views, that place might be at the other end of the world. You must remember it was never I who tried to get away from you. At the Cantine de Proz, I " "Don't let's remember to that time.
So M. de Guersaint remained by himself on the platform, near the open door, smoking a cigarette, whilst Pierre hastened to the cantine van, where he knew he would find the doctor on duty, with his travelling pharmacy. Some other patients, whom one could not think of removing, also remained in the carriage.
I was always watching, but never saw them. The ânes had more endurance than I thought, and as for that Innocentina, she is a daughter of Satan; she would know no fatigue." "It would be like that little brat to gobble up the one spare room of the Cantine as he did the one chicken of the 'Déjeûner," I muttered. "But we shall see what we shall see."
Perhaps you'll wander into one story, and I'll get lost in another." A certain sadness fell upon me, born partly of our talk, partly of the poignant beauty of the night. We came to the Cantine de Proz, fast asleep in its lonely valley, and so we went on and on, our souls tuned to music and poetry by the song of the stars and the beauty of the night: But slowly a change stole over us.
"At Amiens, for instance, the cantine, an annex of the station infirmary began with the distribution of slices of bread and drinks made by our women as the trains arrived. Then a big room used for baggage was given to us. A dormitory was made of it for tired soldiers, also a reading-room.
Then they took dinner in the carriage, for there would be no stopping until they reached Bordeaux, where they would only arrive at eleven o'clock at night. All the pilgrims' baskets were crammed with provisions, to say nothing of the milk, broth, chocolate, and fruit which Sister Saint-Francois had sent from the cantine.
It was the donkeys I saw at first, and then I came full upon a man, dressed all in the brown of the tree trunks, so that at a distance he would not be seen among them, in the dusk. He had the rücksack I had noticed at the Cantine de Proz in one hand, and with the other he had just drawn a knife from the belt under his coat.
There is also, almost invariably, a cantine set up by young women English, American, French where the men are supplied at any time with cocoa, coffee, milk, lemonade, cakes; and the little building itself is gaily decorated to please the color-loving French eye. Mlle.
I saw one superb and turbaned Algerian sitting upright in an attitude of extreme dignity, and as oblivious to war and angels of mercy as a dead man in the trenches. Two English girls, the Miss Gracies, had opened a cantine at this dépôt.
A servant beside him held a wickered jug. "With your leave, M'sieu," said De Courtenay, "I wish to leave some earnest of my gratefulness for what we have received at your hands. Therefore accept with my compliments this small gift, which, as you say you have no cantine salope, must come most happily. Once more, farewell." The man set down the jug at McElroy's feet and strode toward the landing.
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