This week, four weeks after the liberation of Paris, the prevailing mood of middle and upper class Frenchmen was worry. People still smiled warmly, and in the houses of the haute bourgeoisie near the Bois there was always a profusion of flowers and of cold dry champagne to drive away the drowsiness that follows the rich meals. But after dinner the talk turned inevitably to politics which, in these houses, meant one thing: how to prevent Communism. The feeling was one of intense fear of something that might come any day.
These well-dressed, well-fed...
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