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BARRACKS SCHOOL

An active rivalry existed between the two regiments. For me, a man of the Seven-Four, all men of Three-Nine were badly groomed, all officers ignorant of tactics, all regimental customs ridiculous. It was a different world, almost unintelligible. They buttoned their capes to the right; their about-turn was slow, their drill absurd and their regimental singing frightful. In the evening our adjutants and theirs would meet at the Folies-Bergere. The room smelt of cigars and absinthe. A revue that we knew by heart was being played. The female lead was called Jeanne Paradis and she had fine legs. But we had spent the day on manoeuvres out beyond Saint-Sever, farther out than the last trolleys, among the first fir trees on the road to Elbeuf, and we went to sleep in our seats.
How far away the Lycee seemed! Although it was just across the river on the high point of the other shore, I had no time to visit it. Nothing existed in the world except the barracks, the canteen, and hulking fellows drunk on cider brandy.
`Sing, goddess, the wrath of Peleus' son ...' When sadness overcame me I used to try to evoke that happy life: reveries in the study, Chartier's classes, philosophers' walks beneath the chestnut trees in the Grand Courtyard. But I was surrounded by men I did not know - who talked an unfamiliar dialect and vomited between our beds. Voices off key and dripping sentimentality, the strong odour of twenty bodies in the steamy heat of a red stove - oh, how sad that singing was! ...
`One year,' I would say to myself. `Still nearly a year. Three hundred days to-morrow morning.'
Suddenly the superb notes of a bugle would sound Lights Out beneath our windows. It seemed as if an arabesque of sound were drawn against the unsullied night. I imagined it dancing above the houses of Saint-Sever, crossing the Seine and reaching (a hardly perceptible refrain, distant, martial music) the students in their dormitories. I would wait enchanted for it to come again, a little attenuated by distance, for the second and third battalions. Then the uninterrupted silence ...
`Douse that candle!' the corporal would say.

At the end of a month the platoon called `the exempt' was assembled and we left for Eu. It was a small Norman town that re-echoed with names out of history; one of the seats of the House of Orleans, the scene of an interview between Louis Philippe and Queen Victoria, it was sur

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