Tuesday, May 10, 2011

baby.Yes. Your lovely cool goddess. Its only the ambulance.I wish you were back.

 Suddenly to care very much and to sleep to wake with it sometimes morning and all that had been there gone and everything sharp and hard and clear and sometimes a dispute about the cost
 Suddenly to care very much and to sleep to wake with it sometimes morning and all that had been there gone and everything sharp and hard and clear and sometimes a dispute about the cost. It might be good though. What made it pretty was that it sounded like Island.Did they cross the river all rightEnormously. she said. He woke when he heard me in the room and sat up.Here. There are some people who never realize. You like herNo. thats nothing to how it will feel later. I say its rotten. I do sometimes.

I guess youve got a fracture all right. Really. There was a cough.The plain was rich with crops there were many orchards of fruit trees and beyond the plain the mountains were brown and bare. I tried to make out whether they were members of the family or what; but they were all uniformly classical.Youd better not go out. Those postcards would be very fine in America; strange and mysterious. It was a big trench mortar shell. It came very fast and the sun went a dull yellow and then everything was gray and the sky was covered and the cloud came on down the mountain and suddenly we were in it and it was snow. I told them what I had heard.It is a filthy and vile book. Im sorry.

 Catherine. gonorrhea. We were just beginning to get some of them. 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.I sat on a chair and held my cap. jaundice.Are you very tired she asked. isnt there I was brought up to think there was.No. The major said there was an Italian story something like that about the duchess who could not sleep at night. I think so.How do you do Miss Barkley said.

 blunt-nosed ambulances. looking out at the snow falling slowly and heavily. isnt itWhat gameDont be dull. I was cold and my leg hurt so that it made me sick. He loved being a surgeon and we were great friends. I watched the snow falling. looking at my eyes all the time. Thats what keeps you from being court martialled for self inflicted wounds. It was impossible to salute foreigners as an Italian. she said. When we were out on the gravel drive she said. I said.

 She wore what seemed to me to be a nurses uniform.He should go to Palermo. The major was unhooking the forceps now. I lay still and let the pain ride. and put on a dressing. Where did you go and what did you do Tell me everything at once. The priest smiled and blushed and shook his head. said Manera. But the little Scotch one is very nice. You love EnglandNot too well.Probably.You were sweet to tell me.

He should have fine girls. yes. When this road was finished the offensive would start. There were trees along both sides of the road and through the right line of trees I saw the river. He was quieter now. Grappa. Milan. Aldo.Yes there is. The major got up from the telephone.No. the meal was finished.

 Well. The priest looked up. Close to the bank I saw deep pools.So you make progress with Miss BarkleyWe are friends. Miss Barkley was sitting on a bench in the garden. They picked me up and took me into the dressing room. The town was very nice and our house was very fine. and of which I had never heard. Jt was warm and like the spring and I walked down the alleyway of trees. Every day I am better. It was very hot and when I woke my legs itched.Another American.

A showI dont think its anything. Aldo. When this road was finished the offensive would start. I had wanted to go to Abruzzi. I said. she said.Abbastanza bene. Do you think I would do right to marry Miss Barkleyafter the war of courseAbsolutely. Rinaldi said. and one day at the end of the fall when I was out where the oak forest had been I saw a cloud coming over the mountain. because they found the three per cent bonds on his person. I said.

 Helen. They tell me youre an American.In Milano. the tiny man with the long thin neck and the goat beard. I wouldnt be able to get the stretcher out alone. said the major.Id really rather. I will write you cards to my family in Amalfi. darling. Evviva lesercito. gentlemen. Thats what keeps you from being court martialled for self inflicted wounds.

 The drivers were pleased with it and I left them there. Then. No.Jesus Christ. She let me take it and I held it and put my arm around under her arm. When there is really work they trust us. hauling them back from the mountains to the clearing station and then distributing them to the hospitals named on their papers. It was hot walking through the town but the sun was starting to go down and it was very pleasant.Were you in the StatesSure.War is not won by victory. the instruments shining in the light.If I go back theyll make me get operated on and then theyll put me in the line all the time.

You did exactly right. Helen. The Italian salute never seemed made for export. That major at the first post was a hogbutcher. Bersaglieri are fools. They lifted me onto the table. But if you have had it you know. Tenente. Rinaldi was lying on his bed. It was hot walking through the town but the sun was starting to go down and it was very pleasant. the smashed tunnel by the river where the fighting had been. .

 darling. Rinaldi put away the bottle and we went down the stairs. I said.No. He spoke again in pidgin Italian.In the ward at the field hospital they told me a visitor was coming to see me in the afternoon. hung over the two beds.Passini shook his head. The Englishman broke into voluble and perfect Italian.Hes an American.It is very valuable. isnt itQuite.

 you see.Priest every night five against one. baby. you met British men and sometimes women. go get a corkscrew. for your own good.Shes not awfully well. baby.Yes. Your lovely cool goddess. Its only the ambulance.I wish you were back.

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