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Perhaps the cheery design on the wall attracted me. I entered the house and looked round. PERHAPS THE CHEERY DESIGN OF THE WALL ATTRACTED ME I ENTERED THE HOUSE AND LOOKED AROUND
eces of paper rustled about like footsteps, dirt covered the ruins, fragments of rusty shells lay as unsightly and dirty as that which they had destroyed. Cleaned up and polished, and priced at half a crown apiece, these fragments may look romantic some day in a London shop, but to-day in Albert they look unclean and untidy, like a cheap knife sticking up from a murdered woman's ribs, whose dress is long out of fashion. The stale smell of war arose from the desolation. A British helmet dinted in like an old bowler, but tragic not absurd, lay near a barrel and a teapot. On a wall that rose above a heap of dirty and smashed rafters was written in red paint KOMPe I.M.B.K. 184. The red paint had dripped down the wall from every letter. Verily we stood upon the scene of the murder. Opposite those red letters across the road was a house with traces of a pleasant ornament below the sills of the windows, a design of grapes and vine. Someone had stuck up a wooden boot on a peg outside the door. TER PIECES OF PAPER RUSTLED ABOUT LIKE FOOTSTEPS DIRT COVERED THE RUINS FRAGMENTS OF RUSTY SHELLS LAY AS UNSIGHTLY AND DIRTY AS THAT WHICH THEY HAD DESTROYED CLEANED UP AND POLISHED AND PRICED AT HALF A CROWN A PIECE THESE FRAGMENTS MAY LOOK ROMANTIC SOME DAY IN A LONDON SHOP BUT TO DAY AND ALBERT THEY LOOK UNCLEAN AND UNTIDY LIKE A CHEAP KNIFE STICKING UP FROM A MURDERED WOMAN'S RIBS WHOSE DRESS IS LONG OUT OF FASHION THE STALE SMELL OF WAR AROSE FROM THE DESOLATION A BRITISH HELMET DINTED IN LIKE AN OLD BOWLER BUT TRAGIC NOT ABSURD LAY NEAR A BARREL AND A TEAPOT ON A WALL THAT ROSE ABOVE A HEAP OF DIRTY AND SMASHED RAFTERS WAS WRITTEN IN RED PAINT COMPANY I M K ONE EIGHT FOUR THE RED PAINT HAD DRIPPED DOWN THE WALL FROM EVERY LETTER VERILY WE STOOD UPON THE SCENE OF THE MURDER OPPOSITE THOSE RED LETTERS ACROSS THE ROAD WAS A HOUSE WITH TRACES OF A PLEASANT ORNAMENT BELOW THE SILLS OF THE WINDOWS A DESIGN OF GRAPES AND VINE SOME ONE HAD STUCK UP A WOODEN BOOT ON A PEG OUTSIDE THE DOOR
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