Then in another forty years or so another war will come and they will chop them all down again.

On the whole I'm rather glad I don't live on this continent." The trains which were expected had not begun to arrive yet, so with two companions I sat on a bench at the back of the station, waiting.

Facing us was a line of houses.

One, the corner house, was a big black char.
It had caught fire during the shelling and burned quite down.

Its neighbors were intact, except for shattered chimneys and smashed doors and riddled windows.