"Financially," I admitted, "our trip here is not particularly remunerative, but we were all three very anxious to get over here and look around."
"You find it very changed—the city?"
"Only as regards the absence of Germans," I replied. "In the old days one met them everywhere."
"They will return," she observed.
"But surely they will not be welcome guests?" I ventured.
"Not at first," she answered indifferently. "Brussels, however, is too cosmopolitan and too near the frontier to preserve her isolation. The intermarrying alone would prevent any ostracism."
"I hope," I ventured to say, "that they will keep away until our stay here is over."
She glanced at my stiff left arm.
"You lost that in the War?"
"That and better things," I told her—"a brother, two cousins and an uncle."