At Paris Novelist Henri Barbusse, winner of the Prix Goncourt with his pen and the Croix de Guerre with his sword, occupies a position unique and anomalous. He is always bringing some unpleasant fact to light, and his genius is always just sufficient to make the expose nauseatingly unforgettable. With such a man what is to be done? He was among the first to turn up to view the festering underside of Glory in his War novel Le Feu (Under
Fire). But after all it is not possible to...
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