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By the way, the trailer and one-sheet don’t seem to be aware “Last Mercenary” is a comedy, but c’est la guerre.

Things changed by 1918, when the paper shrank its list to 100: “Owing to the pre-emption by the war, there is much less time on the part of the general reader for … the literary trifling of peacetime. The dilettante will have to bide his time: c’est la guerre.”

Geary permitted herself only a wily grin, a look after having beaten the Perfect Soft-Boiled Egg that seemed to say, “C’est la guerre.”

They seem to accept it with stoical resignation, with most matter-of-fact courage, and their only answer to pity is a smile and the words, 'C'est la guerre.'

When I had shuddered at ghastly wounds, at death, at innumerable white crosses on a bloody battlefield, invariably, in dry, cynical, hopeless tones, the soldier would make one comment,— 'C'est la guerre; que voulez-vous?'