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Pour le coeur
Je veux qu'on soit sincère , et qu'en homme d'honneur On ne lâche aucun mot qui ne parte du coeur. I would have people be sincere, and that, like men of honour, no word be spoken that comes not from the heart.. Molière, LE MISANTHROPE France, despite bravery, intelligence, vigour and natural defences, was sadly ruined by the Great War. She lost the flower of her army in the opening stages; she was famously ill-equipped with a suitable mixture of artillery; her largest warships were obsolete even as they were laid down; her generals learned the wrong lessons from the Russo-Japanese War. So many mistakes were made. These mistakes were not inevitable. Hotel Brighton, Paris, Summer, 1904: It had been a warm, sunny day in Paris. Jean-Michel, the clerk at the desk, was almost at the end of his long dull shift, and was looking forward to seeing his fiancée. He doodled a little sketch of her on a piece of the hotel’s stationery with a fond smile. Then a man coughed – oddly muffled. Jean-Michel looked up and almost started in alarm. The man before him had thick bandages covering his face, while his eyes were obscured by thick-rimmed dark glasses. A heavy, unseasonably stifling grey coat, expensive brown leather gloves and an ugly scarf completed the man’s appearance. Jean-Michel controlled himself. “Good evening, sir. Welcome to the Hotel Brighton. How may I help you?” The figure coughed in a sickly fashion. “Good evening. I am M. Dubois. I am here to meet my old and dear friend, M. Lacoste. He informed me that he would be present here at this time. Could you please verify this for me?” He spoke in a rasping guttural voice, as if his throat had been ruined. Jean-Michel couldn’t tell for certain, but the man’s odd manner of speech made him suspect that he was a foreigner. “Certainly, sir. I shall have the boy inform him of your arrival.” Jean-Michel was back in control of himself. He gestured to little Pierre, gave him the message, and sent him to M. Lacoste’s room. The clerk now felt sorry for the gentleman before him. He could not comment on the gentleman’s appearance, for that would be most rude, but he felt sympathetic for the poor man. “Would you care to take a seat in the salon while you wait for your friend, sir? Perhaps I could have a drink brought out to you. It has been rather warm today.” The man grunted angrily, and for a moment Jean-Michel feared he had over-stepped himself, and this M. Dubois would demand to see the manager. Then he barked. Or laughed. It was a healthy laugh. One quite at odds with his appearance - and his voice. Indeed, he too seemed to realise this. Dubois stopped abruptly. Jean-Michel maintained a carefully neutral face. Then coughing. Heavy false-sounding coughing. Jean-Michel helped the man to a seat. He went to fetch a glass of water from the kitchen, but when he returned the man was gone. However, the boy had returned. “Pierre,” the clerk beckoned him, “what happened to the gentleman in the bandages?” The boy was excited and smiling, “His friend came with me, sir, when I informed him. He seemed very relieved when I told him. He gave me three Francs! They went straight to M. Lacoste’s room to talk, I think.” Jean-Michel was puzzled. But he thanked Pierre, and sent him away. He saw no more of either Dubois or Lacoste in the remaining twenty minutes of his shift, and the next day M. Lacoste left early in the morning. Jean-Michel never did know what had happened, and in the company of his darling Aurélie that night he quite forgot about it. Intelligence Report Quote:
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Excellent start, P
![]() Seems a rather dramatic shift compared to OTL...almost like Dreyfus in reverse... |
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Splendid stuff, MrP! Very nicely written. I await the nest installment....
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![]() But not so dramatic as you'd think. There was a German officer called "The Avenger" who gave the French information IOTL. But ITTL, he's going to do it for longer and with better results! |
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Really?? Well you learn something new every day.
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More good stuff, P, I like the excerpt style.
Know what you mean re. your comments in the other thread - it does feel like Frankwank, even though really it's OTL where so many things rather implausibly went wrong for the French at once... |
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Cheers, old boy. Actually, I adapted it from your historians in LTTW.
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Maybe you can insert some political crises (it's early 20th century France, it's not difficult) and the armed forces end up becoming pretty autonomous due the lack of a coherent command structure at the top, as short-lived governments keep falling?
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Question, of questionable relevance:
What was the British government's stance on Luxembourg? After looking at the Schlieffen Plan, it seems to me that a French move into Luxembourg prior to a German invasion would force Hausen's Third Army to attack across the Our River and Albrecht's Fourth Army to run into a powerful defensive force that (coincidentally, of course ) would protect the Briey-Longwy mines, and slow down the center of the "Great Sweep", forcing Bulow and Von Kluck to be a little more cautious.EDIT:Linky to the map I'm looking at. |
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) in 1911 that the army was hamstrung by political interference and lack of internal cohesion. ITTL the French government sorts this out earlier, beginning with a strong start in '06. But I don't have a name for the minor politician who starts the stone rolling. |
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Plan XVI, if you don't mind, P.
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Nice work, P.
Two things: Would mainstream papers really report on minutae like that at this time, down to details of the artillery etc? I stand corrected if you have any real life examples from the era. Also, I think you may need to have someone object to all this. Obviously they don't get their way for your TL to work, but I think you need to disrupt the Mary Sue-ness a bit by having a French govt or the army throw out some of the useful plans, just for balance. Keep it up! |
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Cheers, old boy.
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Ooh, I didn't PM Wozza! D'oh! |
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interesting, how far are you intending to take this.
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Agreed interesting, shall keep an eye on this
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