There are a few real wounded. They were top-heavy.

 They were seventysevens and came with a whishing rush of air
 They were seventysevens and came with a whishing rush of air. drink that. Some wore their steel helmets but most of them carried them slung from their packs. she said.Well crack. How is GordiniHes all right. ha! he said. Miss Barkley prefers you to me.And the priest was locked up. passing on the road. I helped him down. thats different. Bacchus or no Bacchus. With a sabre cut.

 He did not see me and I did not know whether to go in and report or go upstairs first and clean up. But I do with you. Catherine asked me to tell you she was sorry she couldnt see you this evening. painted gray and built like moving-vans.You drive. They were silent until I went out. Ill wrap you up and dont bounce your head around. There was fighting for that mountain too. said Bassi. Im sorry for your head. We will take over the two cars. It tells you about those priests. You were liable to arrest if you did not have one worn in plain sight. I had it in the car.

 My God what would a man do with a woman like that except worship her What else is an Englishwoman good forYou are an ignorant foulmouthed dago. Up the river the mountains had not been taken; none of the mountains beyond the river had been taken. He talks French. misunderstandings. then finally it climbed quite fast.Can Gordini driveI dont think so. Gordini winced and smiled. I will. you dont. as the road mounted along the ridge. There were troops on this road and motor trucks and mules with mountain guns and as we went down. and. He bandaged. The British had come with three ambulances and they had two men on each ambulance.

In the legs. I tried to breathe but my breath would not come and I felt myself rush bodily out of myself and out and out and out and all the time bodily in the wind. Because were going to have a strange life. yes. Inside there was a light. locked in the trunk. holding below the target and trying to master the jerk of the ridiculous short barrel until I could hit within a yard of where I aimed at twenty paces and then the ridiculousness of carrying a pistol at all came over me and I soon forgot it and carried it flopping against the small of my back with no feeling at all except a vague sort of shame when I met Englishspeaking people. The window was open. Youve been away a long time. how we did not do the things we wanted to do; we never did such things. Orderly. My orderly had finished pouring water and the bed felt cool and lovely and I was telling him where to scratch on the soles of my feet against the itching when one of the doctors brought in Rinaldi. The dressing station was on the Austrian side of the river under the edge of the hill and stretcherbearers would bring the wounded back across the pontoon bridge. His helmet was off and his forehead was bleeding below the hair line.

 Some of the wounded were noisy but most were quiet. I could have given him that anyway.I left them working. Passini said.Dont worry. There were troops on this road and motor trucks and mules with mountain guns and as we went down. The wine was bad but not dull. I am positive you will get the silver. She put it in my hand. the old bridge where the railway crossed to the other side and across.You have beautiful hair.Hes an American.They come after you. With a girl it is painful.

Ill just step out the door a minute. baby. He started the car. It was in France of course. A V. I wished to God it was over though. I had gone to no place where the roads were frozen and hard as iron.Do you think it would be any good to try and see her tomorrowYes.The whole thing seemed to run better while I was away. There were stragglers going by long after the regiment had passedmen who could not keep up with their platoons.I love you so and its been awful.Ill bring it to you. she said. You see I didnt care about the other thing and he could have had it all.

I can come here though.Nothing. Gavuzzi handed me the basin of macaroni. They told me you were on duty. Dont you want us never to attackNo. How are you.Youre sloppy. to ride along the road across the plain and deliver the wounded at the two hospitals. Manera said.Yes. One leg was gone and the other was held by tendons and part of the trouser and the stump twitched and jerked as though it were not connected.A sergeant shot two officers who would not get out. the smashed tunnel by the river where the fighting had been.Youre dirty.

 baby.Its not been away. father. where it was clear cold and dry and the snow was dry and powdery and haretracks in the snow and the peasants took off their hats and called you Lord and there was good hunting. I said. Sometimes all niceness gone and glad to get out on the street but always another day starting and then another night. Thats all over for a while. They cant go on doing things like the Somme and not crack.There are three others. They had the complete marble quality of all looking alike.AnotherAll right. What an odd thing--to be in the Italian army. I had not noticed her. Gavuzzi has your legs.

 Catherine asked me to tell you she was sorry she couldnt see you this evening. Close to the bank I saw deep pools. His right hand left the wheel and opened a button on his tunic and pulled it out from under his shirt. Goodby. He was a tall man and wore steel rimmed spectacles. The snow slanted across the wind.I took off my tunic and shirt and washed in the cold water in the basin. You know. Would you like us to take the carsThats what I wanted to ask you. said the captain.Come.Yes.Did they scare you. The saint hung down on the Outside of my uniform and I undid the throat of my tunic.

As the ambulance climbed along the road.Priest every night five against one. father.They are big through the chest by measurement. are youOh.When I got back to the villa it was five oclock and I went out where we washed the cars. I sat in the high seat of the Fiat and thought about nothing. They say if you can prove you did any heroic act you can get the silver. are youNo. I looked at the tires carefully. I sat in the high seat of the Fiat and thought about nothing. It was very hot and when I woke my legs itched. I said and went back to the house and drank another bowl of coffee at the mess table. For two weeks now they havent changed them.

 I said. Goodnight.Quite well.He took off his gloves. Manera said. Mr.Youre a nice boy. He said it was true and by the corpse of Bacchus we would test whether it was true or not. There was one fine cemetery thoughthe one at Pisa. For two weeks now they havent changed them. It would only be worse if we stopped fighting. To save you trouble. said the major. I know all about it.

 fat and prosperous and Vittorio Emmanuele.Wed take quite good care of them and return them to the villa. I was there and reading of it in the paper. They will love you like a son. I said. you met British men and sometimes women. The sun was going down and the day was cooling off. sucking in the ends. I said.He was gone. But they say a Saint Anthonys very useful. They do it for nothing. Gordini could not drive. The dressing station was on the Austrian side of the river under the edge of the hill and stretcherbearers would bring the wounded back across the pontoon bridge.

 have that pleasant air of a dog whoStop it. the major said. I turned her so I could see her face when I kissed her and I saw that her eyes were shut.Is there anything I can do. in which you said things instead of playing cards.I dont believe a word of this. Underneath we are the same.Ill leave you two. Did you think I was Italian There were some Italians with one of our units. Perhaps. The British had come with three ambulances and they had two men on each ambulance. because they did not bombard it to destroy it but only a little in a military way. long 6. Where have you beenCalling on the British.

 the pillars with the marble busts.Cant I stay here.Why notThey dont trust us when theres nothing going on.Dont be angry. While I was looking at him he opened his eyes.That way youll be decorated.Im perfectly all right. The British hospital was a big villa built by Germans before the war.No. It might be good though. the lieutenant said. The cognac is under the bed. You could stay with my family.In the late summer of that year we lived in a house in a village that looked across the river and the plain to the mountains.

 And you do love meYes. I said. If they did. They seemed glad to see me and in a little while Miss Ferguson excused herself and went away. I drove back to Gorizia and our villa and.He walked across to the dressing station.Hows everythingNot so bad.I dried my hands and took out my pocketbook from the inside of my tunic hanging on the wall. I asked what time the attack was to he and they said as soon as it was dark. father. are youOh. and then I heard close to me some one saying Mama Mia Oh. The war was changed too.It was a ghastly show.

 They tell me youre an American.We sat down on a bench and I looked at her. havent youYes. Troops went by the house and down the road and the dust they raised powdered the leaves of the trees. How are the girlsThere are no girls. I told them what I had heard. What was the matter with this war Everybody said the French were through. Are you coming to nightNo.Do you think it would be any good to try and see her tomorrowYes. biting his arm. I said. I knew that I was hit and leaned over and put my hand on my knee. There are a few real wounded. They were top-heavy.