Mystery at Geneva | Page 7

extend to the English
translation of the Hebrew Psalms, he added, "It reads, this wire, like a
quotation from literature?"
One of the British delegates gave him its source and explained that, in
this context, "lo" was less a name than an ejaculation, and would
probably, but for the limitations of the telegraphic code, have had after
it a point of exclamation. "The telegram," added the British delegate,
who was something of a biblical student, "seems to be a combination of
the Bible and Prayer Book translations of the verse in question. The
Revised Version of the Bible has again another translation, a rather
unhappy compromise. I believe the correct rendering"
"It is sarcasm," interrupted a French Secretariat official, "C'est Fironie.
The sender means that we are of so little use that in his eyes we don't
exist. C'est tout. We're used to these gibes."

"I expect it means," said another member of the Secretariat hopefully
(he was sick of Geneva), "that the fellow thinks the League will soon
be moved to Brussels."
"Is Maxse visiting Geneva by any chance?" inquired one of the
delegates from Central Africa. "It has rather his touch. But then Maxse
would always sign his name. He's unashamed.... I dare say this is
merely some religious maniac reminding us that sic transit gloria mundi.
Very likely a Jew.... Look, I have a much better one than that from the
Non- Alcoholics...."
So they proceeded in their leisurely, attached, and pleasant way to
discuss these outpourings from eager human hearts all over the globe.
But the second French delegate, after brooding a while, said suddenly,
"Ce tlgramme li, celui qui dit' j'ai travers par Ie, et voici, il est bifK! 'les
Boches Tont expedi. Oui, justement. Tous les Boches veulent detruire
la Socite des Nations; ils le ddsirent d'autant plus depuis que
TAllemagne est admise dans la Socit des Nations. C'est une chose tout
fait certaine."
The French would talk like that about the Germans: you could not stop
them. They had not, and possibly never would have, what is called a
League mind. Central Africa, who had remonstrated gently but to no
effect, pointing out that Germans would probably not be acquainted
with the English version of the Psalms, either Prayer Book or Bible. To
prevent international emotion from running high, the acting- President
caused the bell to be rung and the Assembly to be summoned to their
seats.
So here, thought Henry of the British Bolshevist, was this great world
federation in session. He could not help being excited, for he was
naturally excitable, and it was his first (and, had he known it, his last)
Assembly. He was annoyed by the noisy moving and chattering of the
people behind him in the gallery, which prevented his hearing the
opening speech so well as he otherwise would have done. Foreigners
how noisy they were! They were for ever passing to and fro, shaking
hands with one another, exchanging vivacious comments. Young

French widows, in their heavy crape, gayest, most resigned, most
elegant of creatures, tripped by on their pin-like heels, sweetly smiling
their patient smiles. How different from young British widows, who,
from their dress, might just as well have only lost a parent or brother.
All widows are wonderful: Henry knew this, for always he had heard
"Dear so-and-so is being simply wonderful" said of bereaved wives,
and knew that it merely and in point of fact meant bereaved; but French
widows are widows indeed. However, Henry wished they would sit
still.
Henry was at the end of a row of English journalists. On his right,
across a little gangway, were Germans. "At close quarters." reflected
Henry, "one is not attracted by this unfortunate nation. It lacks or is it
rather that it has a je ne sals quoi.... It is perhaps more favourably
viewed from a distance: but even so not really favourably. Possibly,
like many other nations, it is seen to greatest advantage at home. I must
visit Germany." For Henry was anxious to acquire a broad, wise,
unbiased international mind.
The acting-President was speaking, in his charming and faultless
English. He was saying what a great deal the League had done since the
preceding Assembly. It did indeed seem, as he lightly touched on it, a
very great deal. It had grappled with disease and drugs, economics,
sanitation, prostitution, and education; it had through its Court of
Justice arbitrated several times in international disputes and averted
several wars; other wars it had deplored; it had wrestled with
unemployment and even with disarmament... (" not, perhaps, quite
happily put," murmured one British delegate to another). It had had
great tasks entrusted to it and had performed them with success. It
hoped to have, in the future, greater tasks yet; ... it had admitted