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Here and there in the vistas of the streets, the old jutting corners and walls of the old "attics."

The ancient buildings with the public water supply in the square below...

The clean and peaceful courtyards - occasiand by the narrowness of some of the streets...

The street carts... [[underline]]Flowers [[/underline]] and fresh vegetables.  The natural and easy manners of the French... Politeness an ingrown virtue...
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The crowds in the churches...
The wonder of the churches as buildings...
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That damned german long-range gun Big Bertha with its dull boom! "Ah! un autre." A shrug. "C'est ça".

The defaced buildings and street, from german airmans' bombs. Same havoc!

A night air-raid; the "alert" with [[strikethrough]] those [[/strikethrough]] ^[[its]] terrifying insistence; the bombardment [[strikethrough]] of [[/strikethrough]] ^[[directed against]] enemy planes with the anti-aircraft guns; the quick flash of bursting shells; the hurry and bustle to get into air-^[[raid-]]shelters; the late arrival of the more fastidious women;