The Germans put them on trains--a whole village at a time--and run them to the Swiss frontier.

Of course the Swiss pass them on into France.

The French have their own and--the Germans will have northern France without any French population, if this process goes on long enough.
The mere bang! bang! frightful era of the war is passed.

The Germans are settling down to permanent business with their great organizing machine.

Of course they talk about the freedom of the seas and such mush-mush; of course they'd like to have Paris and rob it of enough money to pay what the war has cost them, and London, too.