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"
What
war
?
"
"
What
war
?
Any
war
.
I
haven
’
t
seen
a
paper
lately
but
I
suppose
there
’
s
a
war
—
there
always
is
.
"
"
Don
’
t
you
care
what
you
fight
for
?
"
"
Not
at
all
—
so
long
as
I
’
m
well
treated
.
When
I
’
m
in
a
rut
I
come
to
see
the
Divers
,
because
then
I
know
that
in
a
few
weeks
I
’
ll
want
to
go
to
war
.
"
Rosemary
stiffened
.
"
You
like
the
Divers
,
"
she
reminded
him
.
"
Of
course
—
especially
her
—
but
they
make
me
want
to
go
to
war
.
"
She
considered
this
,
to
no
avail
.
The
Divers
made
her
want
to
stay
near
them
forever
.
"
You
’
re
half
American
,
"
she
said
,
as
if
that
should
solve
the
problem
.
"
Also
I
’
m
half
French
,
and
I
was
educated
in
England
and
since
I
was
eighteen
I
’
ve
worn
the
uniforms
of
eight
countries
.
But
I
hope
I
did
not
give
you
the
impression
that
I
am
not
fond
of
the
Divers
—
I
am
,
especially
of
Nicole
.
"
