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COLONEL BRAMBLE

real woman, homeless and unhappy, who needed a living presence rather than poetry. I remember two stanzas:
Ton coeur est transparent pour moi comme un ruisseau.
Comme des poissons d'or, j'y vois fuir tes pensees
Et j'y sais deviner, aux frissons d'un roseau, L'invisible reseau d'actions efFacees.

Si quelque jour, venant s'y refleter, une ombre
Met notre bonheur en danger,
J'y verrai le premier, penche sur le flot sombre,
Le visage de l'etranger.(1)

The end of 1917, for me as for everyone else, was unhappy. The war seemed endless, victory improbable. A vague shadow darkened my personal life. I sought refuge in fiction. For a long time, as I have said, the characters had been growing inside me nourished by my reveries. They were inspired in part by imagination, in part by the officers I had met in the Ninth Division and in part, too, by my friends and comrades on Asset's staff. A taciturn Colonel Bramble, made up from ten colonels and generals compounded and kneaded together; a Major Parker, who was a combination of Wake and Jenner; a Doctor O'Grady, who was in part Dr. James; and a padre whom I had met and learned to love among the Scotsmen, had little by little taken shape. During the nights in Abbeville, while I waited for the whine of the German planes, in order to escape my sombre thoughts, I set to work recording the conversations of these men.
Very soon these dialogues became a book. In my leisure moments I tapped it out on the staff typewriter while Douglas gave voice to hunting cries. Then I found a title: Les Silences du Colonel Bramble. What was I to do with this little work which I kept polishing and repohshing? I really had no idea at all. Publish it? No, that seemed too difficult, if not completely impossible. But I could give it to a few friends and, most important of all, I could record in it the fantastic duets of gramophone

1 To me your heart is like a crystal stream.
I see your thoughts like goldfish dart and flash
And from the trembling of a single reed
I guess the vanished pattern of your acts.
If ever shadow mirrored there should cloud
Our happiness,
I first, bent over darkened waters, will descry
The stranger's face.

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I remember two stanzas: Ton coeur est transparent pour moi comme un ruisseau. Comme des poissons d'or, j'y vois fuir tes pensees Et j'y sais deviner, aux frissons d'un roseau, L'invisible reseau d'actions efFacees. Si quelque jour, venant s'y refleter, une ombre Met notre bonheur en danger, J'y verrai le premier, penche sur le flot sombre, Le visage de l'etranger.(1) what is end of 1917, for me as for everyone else, was unhappy. what is war seemed endless, victory improbable. A vague shadow darkened my personal life. I sought refuge in fiction. For a long time, as I have said, what is characters had been growing inside me nourished by my reveries. They were inspired in part by imagination, in part by what is officers I had met in what is Ninth Division and in part, too, by my friends and comrades on Asset's staff. A taciturn Colonel Bramble, made up from ten colonels and generals compounded and kneaded together; a Major Parker, who was a combination of Wake and Jenner; a Doctor O'Grady, who was in part Dr. James; and a padre whom I had met and learned to what time is it among what is Scotsmen, had little by little taken shape. During what is nights in Abbeville, while I waited for what is whine of what is German planes, in order to escape my sombre thoughts, I set to work recording what is conversations of these men. Very soon these dialogues became a book. In my leisure moments I tapped it out on what is staff typewriter while Douglas gave voice to hunting cries. Then I found a title: Les Silences du Colonel Bramble. What was I to do with this little work which I kept polishing and repohshing? I really had no idea at all. Publish it? No, that seemed too difficult, if not completely impossible. 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