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O TIME, STAY THY FLIGHT

the calm was so complete that we seemed to be living through enchanted hours that could never end. Was it possible that such sweetness should serve as the prelude to so much horror? From the town, which was no doubt full of silent farewells, there arose neither songs nor cries. We could hear the bees busy gathering honey in the lime trees of the arbour, and the quiet breathing of our daughter. This morning, which was one of the most tragic in my life, has left me with an impression of unbelievable beauty, of sweetness unbearable in its intensity, and of sad and solemn communion. I felt that these hours so cruelly and tenderly fleeting were the last of my youth.
My parents arrived to say good-bye and broke the enchantment. I went to put on my uniform which my father wanted to see. The Infantry still wore blue tunics and red trousers. Mine had been got out of a wardrobe the day before' and smelled of camphor. The puttees felt uncomfortable on my legs which were used to the freedom of civilian clothes. My father looked me over with the severity of an old soldier:
`You must polish up your buttons,' he said.
He was sad at my leaving but full of hope for France and happy to see a son of his taking part in the war of revenge of which he had dreamed ever since 1871. Jean Boule, who was to take me to Rouen in his car, was announced. He too was in uniform. I had asked Janine not to go with me to the barracks so as not to weaken my courage. On the threshold she embraced me. Tears hung on her eyelashes but she did not cry. At the moment when I was getting into the car she rushed to the garden, returned with our daughter, and held her up to me; the baby, terrified by the red caps, started to cry. But the car was already moving toward Rouen.
`Poor Ginette!' I thought. `Poor Poucette!'

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