we cant go on like this , she cried . a silver knife , i realized , judging from the burn it left on my skin . he was alive - battered and bloody , yes - but alive . to the left , a hall which i knew , because i 'd been in plenty of houses like this , led to two bedrooms and a bath . meanwhile , the way is clear , would n't you say ? '' it wasnt quite that easy , as the food supply was still chasing the post-war demand . 