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THE FOUNDRY

and if you bring any back with you you will have committed a terribly serious offence. They're 'ot on alcohol in barrack-rooms in this mob, I don't mind telling you. Red-'ot. Boiling-'ot. This is a military depot of the Brigade of Guards, so you don't go round bathing chorus-girls in champagne or knocking back bols of powl owl in the 'uts. Chocolate, yes. A nice packet o' wine-gums, yes. But beer? Beer is a serious offence."
We hurry to the Naffy.
In an immense room with an interminable counter, endless queues of Guards recruits, Lilywhites, Grenadiers, Jocks, Micks, and Taffies, writhe and mutter while a few frantic girls in blue cotton overalls dash out cups of tea, great jammy wads of cake, tins of boot-polish, bootlaces, vaseline, fruit-salts, pies, biscuits, pencils, chocolate, dusters, writing-pads, beans on toast, beer, cider, ink, cigarettes, and sausages.
We wait in a queue. Everything -is smoky and strange. A vociferous recruit with a brass leek on his cap is shouting: "That is unfair you are, look, to get a man in front to buy things for you, look ! That is unjust it is!" And a dark recruit with a Cross of Saint Andrew worked into his Guards' Star says, in a fantastic combination of American and Glaswegian: "So hwhit?" A man on a remote platform singing a song about one Danny Boy is more unheard than a goldfish : he simply opens and closes his mouth. The uproar of the Naffy swallows his song, but he neither knows nor cares. There is some clapping. A sharpstarred Irish Guards recruit near us says :
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