Loving - Henry Green [40]
Edith appealed to the lampman,
'But the Irish would act the same as anyone surely?' she put it to him, 'they'd be busy looking after their own if Jerry came? They'd never bother to protect us. They wouldn't have the leisure?' He made no reply. It was Charley gave her an answer. 'And what about the panzer grenadiers?' he asked. 'When they come through this tight little island like a dose of Epsom salts will they bother with those hovels, with two pennorth of cotton? Not on your life. They'll make tracks straight for great mansions like we're in my girl.' 'Mr Raunce,' Miss Burch reproved him. I'll ask you to excuse me Miss Burch,' he said. 'I got carried away for a moment. It's you ladies I can't get off my mind.' 'I know what I'd say if one of those dirty Germans offered me an impoliteness,' Edith said. 'And what good would that do if he didn't speak English?' Kate wanted to be told. This much,' Edith answered. 'He wouldn't be left in two minds even if he was only familiar with his own language.' 'Now look girl,' Raunce broke in gently, 'it's not only a question of one but of a whole company. Not just one individual but of above a score. Get me?' 'Oo a hundred,' Edith moaned. 'I ought to get away from here.' Paddy spoke again indistinct as ever. 'Well what is it now?' Charley asked Kate. 'E says not to worry, they won't never come over.' 'I will not allow myself to get upset,' Raunce announced with what appeared to be excessive good humour, 'I've promised my lad here. But can anyone tell me what's to stop 'em,' he went on. Paddy replied readily in sibilants and gutturals. Kate did not wait to be asked. She translated at once. 'Because the country's too poor to tempt an army he reckons, all bog and stones he says.' 'I'm going to lie down for a spell before I sit by Miss Swift,' Agatha announced as she got up to leave by way of the scullery. For the nanny had taken to her bed. No one paid attention. They all stared at the lampman. 'But let 'im satisfy me in this respect,' Raunce cried, 'what the condition of Ireland has to do with it? For one thing if it wasn't rotten land fit only for spuds we'd've been 'ere to this day, our government I mean. No we gave Ireland back because we didn't want it, or this part anyway. Nor Jerry doesn't want it. Then what is 'e after? I'll tell you. What he requires is a stepping stone to invade the old country with. Like crossin' a stream to keep your feet dry.' 'D'you really think so Mr Raunce?' Edith asked. 'I'm dead certain,' he answered. 'Then what are we waitin' for?' Kate wanted to know. 'If Michael drove us down this afternoon we could cross over on the night boat.' 'Hold hard a minute,' Raunce advised her, 'you're drawin' your wages. Right? You're gettin' what you thought was fair I presume or you wouldn't have come nor taken the place?' 'I wanted to get away from