Chapter II: My Trip to Verdun--A Dying, Shell-Ridden City 43

The Vauban Citadel, in the shelter of which falling
shells cannot find you--houses and blocks that are
vanishing hourly--"but William will not come"--war
that is invisible--a luncheon underground with a toast
to America--the last courtesy from a general and a
host--nothing that was not beautiful.