France was an old man remembering a mistress with whom he had been unwise but gay as spring-France and Democracy. Ah, the whole world had envied them. How pleasant had been their dream of Liberte, egalite, fraternite. And how agreeable to lie late abed in the mornings.
Of course there had been hell to pay. But must every fishwife scream about it now? Why must five "guilty men" in the Palais de Justice at Riom be shamed, to appease hypocrites in Vichy who claimed never to have lain late abed, or Nazi interlopers whose dreams...
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