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The barrage roars and lifts Then, cluear,

Men jostle and cli faces,over the top,

While time ticks blank and busy on their wrists

- Sassoon

THE WESTERN FRONT, 1917

"Please don&039;t, Lili"

"I shall, , wake up! Hast the shakes?"

I opened my eyes a little and lied to Siddy with a sht and watched Bruce and Lili quarrel nobly near the control divan and wished I had a great love to blur e Winds

Lili won the argu from the way she threw her head back and stepped away fro him a proud, tender smile He walked off a few steps; praise be, he didn&039;t shrug his shoulders at us like an old husband, though his nerves were showing and he didn&039;t see Introversion well at all, as who of us were?

Lili rested a hand on the head of the control divan and pressed her lips together and looked around at us, ray silk bandeau around her bangs Her short gray silk dress without a waistline h she looked like that all right, as like a little girl, except the neckline was scooped low enough to show she wasn&039;t

Her gaze hesitated and then stopped at , because wo on me for an audience Besides, Sid and I were the centrist party of two in our fresh-out-of-the-shell Place politics

She took a deep breath and stuck out her chin and said in a voice that was even a little higher and Britisher than she usually uses, "We girls have often cried, &039;Shut the Door!&039; But now the Door is jolly well shut for keeps!"

I knew I&039;d guessed right and I felt craith embarrass you&039;re the other person and dying to live their life - and grab their glory, though you don&039;t know that - and carry their s up Still, I couldn&039;t help ad what she said wasn&039;t too bad a start - unpleasantly apt to be true, at any rate

"My fiance believes we may yet be able to open the Door I do not He thinks it is a bit premature to discuss the peculiar pickle in which we all find ourselves I do not"

There was a rasp of laughter fro Erich stepped out, looking very happy "So noe have to listen to wo speeches," he called "What is this Place, anyhow? Sidney Lessingha Circle?"

Beau and Sevensee, who&039;d stopped their pacing halfway between the bar and the control divan, turned toward Erich, and Sevensee looked a little burlier, a little y book illustrations He stamped - mediuo flya kite" I&039;d found out he&039;d learned English froshoreman with syndicalist-anarchist sy, his hands on his hips

Lili nodded to the satyr and cleared her throat, looking scared But she didn&039;t speak; I could see she was thinking and feeling soard, as if she were in a Change Wind that hadn&039;t reached ht tears, but some spurted out, and when she did speak her voice was an octave lower and it wasn&039;t just London talking but New York too