There's a little war in progress here. There won't be anything left of the place...

There's a little war in progress here. There won't be anything left of the place if it goes on at this rate." {But it's hard to feign innocence if you've eaten the apple, he reflected.} "And it looks to me as if it is going to go on, because the French aren't going to give in, and certainly the Arabs aren't, because they can't. They're fighting with their backs the the wall."
"I thought maybe you meant you expected a new world war," he lied.
"That's the least of my worries. When that comes, we've had it. You can't sit around mooning about Judgement Day. That's just silly. Everybody who ever lived has always had his own private Judgment Day to face anyway, and he still has. As far as that goes, nothing's changed at all.