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LIFE MUST GO ON

Michelle had become serious, thoughtful, reserved. Although she had the grace and beauty of her mother I found in her, in a different form, my own scruples, shyness.and reticence. The two boys, blond and rosy, looked enchanting on the green grass in their bright-coloured overalls. I loved to follow their simple and happy little lives. Each day they made a tour of the garden, as my father had formerly done of the mill, and with the same seriousness. They coveted the strawberries, looked at the sweet peas, admired the roses, counted the eggs that had been laid and went to visit the gardener. Then, as I had done at their age, they gathered wild flowers in the shadows of the trees and made fragile bouquets of them. Toward evening they would put on their tiny belted coats of pale blue and go for a walk on the uplands along paths that crossed fields of wheat, blond as their hair, in the midst of which their heads disappeared among the poppies and corn-flowers.
As soon as I was able I forced myself to work. For a long time I had been thinking of writing Dialogues sur le Commandeinent. On this subject there was a conflict of ideas that had troubled me since the time of Alain. The latter thought of himself as the Citizen on guard against the Authorities. He had taught me that the less a government governs the better governed a country is and that every leader is tempted to become a tyrant. But life had taught me instead (as had Plato's Republic) that for lack of leaders men fall into disorder and then into tyranny. Where did the truth lie~ I hoped to put my thoughts in order and, as Renan says, make the two lobes of my brain argue it out.
In the preceding year at Pontigny, I had met a Lieutenant BlacqueBelair, son of the cavalry general who was commandant of the Academy of Saumur. Aimery Blacque-Belair was a district commander in Morocco in the rebel zone. He was an earnest young man, a great reader of Gide and full of ardour for the profession of arms. He became one of the interlocutors in my dialogue; the other was Alain. During the whole month of July the Lieutenant and the Philosopher carried on their argument inside me. My mind tried to be impartial but my heart was with the Lieutenant. Horror of disorder has always been one of my strongest feelings. Not that I love tyranny; I hate it, because it too is a disorder and always ends by breeding anarchy. But I respect a just and legal authority. No successful action without discipline. Such was my theme.
The book was finished by the end of summer. The work had not been

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