The war was a "phony war." Everyone was bored with it. Rumors, hysteria, gloom, mockery emanated from the general boredom like marsh gas from a swamp. In the streets of Paris, strange, melancholy figures appeared; many were dressed as widows, though France then had few casualties. Mourners were seen in uncommon numbers. Presently the French police realized that these widows' weeds, this ostentatious grief were deliberate weapons in the Nazi war of nerves. Finally, nervously, the police arrested some, found, sure enough, they were professional mourners, not going to any funeral. Said Edmond Taylor, in The Strategy of Terror: they had...
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