People merely hoped we might tell them what we can't tell them.
Returned travellers from Paris report indescribable confusion--people unable to obtain beds and fighting for seats in railway carriages.
It's been a hard day here.

I have a lot (not a big lot either) of routine work on my desk which I meant to do.

But it has been impossible to get my mind off this Great Smash.

It holds one in spite of one's self.

I revolve it and revolve it--of course getting nowhere.
It will revive our shipping.