The idea of deriving a novel from defeat germinated during the autumn 1940. On November 19, Irène Némirovsky writes in his work diary: «If I could make the debacle as I want... Peasants, great bourgeois, officers, intellectual Jewish refugees, politicians, old men whom one forgets, among those who were professed to be respected, and abandoned like dogs, the mothers who show wonders of endurance and selfishness to save their children. Those who plaster and deflate in turn, the youth bruised, but not downcast. What would be fun: That and the Jews, what would be fun! Of the train things are going, it would be posthumous works, but finally.”


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