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They passed ruined villages. Some were abandoned, in others people were living in cellars deep underground. Piles of dust and rubble were aligned as once the houses had been. You could see the whole of such a burned-out settlement at a glance, like a barren waste ground. Old women scratched about in the ashes, each on the ruins of her own home, now and then digging something up and putting it away, apparently feeling as sheltered from the eyes of strangers as if their walls were still around them. They looked up at Gordon and gazed after him as he drove past, seeming to ask him how soon the world would come to its senses and peace and order be restored to their lives.
Source
Boris Pasternak, Doctor Zhivago, trans. by Max Hayward and Manya Harari (London: Collins and Harvill Press, 1958), p. 107
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Citation
Boris Pasternak, “Doctor Zhivago,” War in other words, accessed April 20, 2024, https://warinotherwords.exeter.ac.uk/items/show/18.