With Those Who Wait Part 13
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"It'll come, it's bound to come some time," he cried, evidently pursuing a favourite theme. "And we'll like it all the better for having waited so long."
Monsieur Laurent has firm faith in the immediate business future.
"_Voila_! all we've got to do is to lay Germany out flat. Even then the economical struggle that will follow the war will be terrible," he prophesies. "The French must come to the fore with all the resources of their national genius. As to myself, I have my own idea on the subject."
We were fairly drinking in his words.
"You've all doubtless seen the sign that I put up in my window?"
We acquiesced.
"Well, it was that sign that opened my eyes."
I was all attention by this time, for I distinctly remembered the above mentioned sign. It had puzzled and amused me immensely. Painted in brilliant letters, it ran as follows:
_EXCEPTIONAL BARGAIN:_
_For men having their left foot amputated and wearing size No. 9.
3 shoes for the right foot--two black and one tan; excellent quality, almost like new.
For sale, or exchange for shoes belonging to the left foot. Must be of same quality and in like condition._
"I haven't yet made any special effort to ascertain whether there are more amputations of the left than of the right foot," continued Monsieur Laurent; "I suppose it's about equal. Well, my plan is just this. As soon as there's peace I'm going to set up shop on the rue St.
Antoine, or the Place de la Bastille. I'll call it 'A la botte de l'ampute,' and I sell my shoes separately instead of in pairs. There's a fortune in it inside of five years."
"Just hear him raving," sighed his wife. "You know well enough, Laurent, that just so soon as the war is over we're going to sell out, and with the money, your pension, and what we've saved up, we'll go out to the Parc St. Maur, buy a little cottage and settle down. I'll raise a few chickens and some flowers, and you can go fis.h.i.+ng in the Seine all day long."
"But the economical struggle?"
"You let the economical struggle take care of itself. Now, with your mad idea, just suppose those who had a right foot all wanted tan shoes, and those who had a left couldn't stand anything but black? I'd like to know where you'd be then? Stranger things than that have happened."
Laurent gazed at his wife in admiration.
"With all your talk about the future, it seems to me we've been down here a long time since that last explosion."
One woman looked for her husband but could not find him. The Rembrandt Christhead had also disappeared.
A tall fifteen year old lad who stood near the door informed us that they had slipped out to see.
"So has Germain."
"Then you come here! Don't you dare leave me," scolded the mother.
"Can you just see something happening to him with his father out there in the trenches?"
Monsieur Neu and two other men soon followed suit.
The big boy who had so recently been admonished managed to crawl from beneath his mother's gaze and make his escape.
"If ever I catch him, he'll find out what my name is," screamed the excited woman, das.h.i.+ng after him into the darkness.
Then, presently, one by one we took our way towards the hall, and the cellar seemed empty.
The tall boy came back to the entrance, all excitement.
"We saw where it fell!" he panted. "There are some wounded. The police won't let you go near. There's lots and lots of people out there. Where's mamma?"
"She's looking for you!"
He was off with a bound.
The instinct to see, to know what is going on is infinitely stronger than that of self preservation. Many a soldier has told me that, and I have often had occasion to prove it personally.
Some of the women started towards the street.
"We're only going as far as the door," said they by way of excuse.
"You're really quite safe beneath the portico." And they carried their babies with them.
So when the final signal of safety was sounded, there remained below but a few old women, a couple of very small children, and Monsieur Leddin, whom nothing seemed to disturb.
The mothers returned to fetch their children. The old ladies and Monsieur Leddin were aroused.
"_C'est fini_! _Ah_!"
And in the courtyard one could hear them calling as they dispersed.
"Good-night, Madame Cocard."
"Good-night, Madame Bidon."
"Don't forget."
"I won't."
"Till next time."
"That's it, till next time."
A young woman approached me.
"Madame, you won't mind if I come after them to-morrow, would you?" she begged with big wistful eyes. "The stairway is so dark and so narrow in our house, I'm afraid something might happen to them."
"Mercy me! you're surely not thinking of leaving your babies alone in the cellar?"
"Oh, Madame, it's not my babies. Not yet," and she smiled. "It's my bronze chimney ornaments!"
"Your what?"
"Yes, Madame, my chimney ornaments. A clock and a pair of candlesticks. They're over there in that wooden box all done up beautifully. You see Lucien and I got married after the war began. It was all done so quickly that I didn't have any trousseau or wedding presents. I'm earning quite a good deal now, and I don't want him to think ill of me so I'm furnis.h.i.+ng the house, little by little. It's a surprise for when he comes home."
With Those Who Wait Part 13
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