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354 pages, Hardcover
Published January 1, 1935
One morning early in 1918 - it was still dark, and during the whole War only each second light was lit in the streets - I passed the first factory on my way to school. I stopped, bewildered - there was no sound, no light in the whole building. For years and years, as far back as I could remember, the machines had never stopped for a moment; in three breathless shifts the workers, mainly women, had turned out innumberable thousands of war munitions. I was so used to the stamping noise that I hardly heard it. Now all was silent, and it seemed like a nightmare. Something hostile was in it, something terrible.