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Ball of Fat 19
"No, my good man, there are times when one does not do that sort of thing;
besides, in this place it would be shameful."
Apparently he did not understand, and asked the reason. Then she lost her temper
and her caution, and, raising her voice still higher, said:
"Why? Can't you understand why? When there are Prussians in the house! Perhaps
even in the very next room!"
He was silent. The patriotic shame of this wanton, who would not suffer herself
to be caressed in the neighborhood of the enemy, must have roused his dormant
dignity, for after bestowing on her a simple kiss he crept softly back to his
room. Loiseau, much edified, capered round the bedroom before taking his place
beside his slumbering spouse.
Then silence reigned throughout the house. But soon there arose from some remote
part—it might easily have been either cellar or attic—a stertorous, monotonous,
regular snoring, a dull, prolonged rumbling, varied by tremors like those of a
boiler under pressure of steam. Monsieur Follenvie had gone to sleep.
As they had decided on starting at eight o'clock the next morning, every one was
in the kitchen at that hour; but the coach, its roof covered with snow, stood by
itself in the middle of the yard, without either horses or driver. They sought
the latter in the stables, coach-houses and barns —but in vain. So the men of
the party resolved to scour the country for him, and sallied forth. They found
them selves in the square, with the church at the farther side, and to right and
left low-roofed houses where there were some Prussian soldiers. The first
soldier they saw was peeling potatoes. The second, farther on, was washing out a
barber's shop. An other, bearded to the eyes, was fondling a crying infant, and
dandling it on his knees to quiet it; and the stout peasant women, whose
men-folk were for the most part at the war, were, by means of signs, telling
their obedient conquerors what work they were to do: chop wood, prepare soup,
grind coffee; one of them even was doing the washing for his hostess, an infirm
old grandmother.
The count, astonished at what he saw, questioned the beadle who was coming out
of the presbytery. The old man answered:
"Oh, those men are not at all a bad sort; they are not Prussians, I am told;
they come from somewhere farther off, I don't exactly know where. And they have
all left wives and children behind them; they are not fond of war either, you
may be sure! I am sure they are mourning for the men where they come from, just
as we do here; and the war causes them just as much unhappiness as it does us.
As a matter of fact, things are not so very bad here just now, because the
soldiers do no harm, and work just as if they were in their own homes. You see,
sir, poor folk always help one another; it is the great ones of this world who
make war."
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