that happened. he said. I could go to Spain if there was no war.

You are so modest
You are so modest. It is disgraceful. Profound wounds of right knee and foot. Ireland of Wisconsin. I kissed her hard and held her tight and tried to open her lips; they were closed tight. Tell me really what was the best. We dont go out. To the silver medal. Miss Barkley was quite tall. Oh Jesus shoot me Christ shoot me mama mia mama Mia oh purest lovely Mary shoot me. I thought.The forest of oak trees on the mountain beyond the town was gone. You see the point. It is just bad administration.

 The others listened.Dont get angry. And we have gotten away from the war. This machine is no good but the others march.If you drop me again. We were just beginning to get some of them.WhereMilano.5 mm. FrancoI am all right.Dont bring Caruso.After a while I walked with her to the door of the villa and she went in and I walked home. He did not see me and I did not know whether to go in and report or go upstairs first and clean up.Do we eat yet.Have you any cheeseThe major spoke grudgingly to the orderly who ducked back into the hole again and came out with a quarter of a white cheese.

 He was dressed. I threw away the goddam truss so it would get bad and I wouldnt have to go to the line again. He bandaged. My knee wasnt there.At the start of the winter came the permanent rain and with the rain came the cholera. I come to see you again soon. The lieutenant said I slipped the truss on purpose. Shell be off then. I must make on Miss Barkley the impression of a man of sufficient wealth. be selected by the infantry but we were supposed to work it out. baby. After a while the English ambulance came up and they put me onto a stretcher and lifted the stretcher up to the ambulance level and shoved it in. I dont mind at all. Maybe he was too goodlooking to be a.

 People cant realize what France is like. I said. have that pleasant air of a dog whoStop it. I had imagined that the condition of the cars.Are you hit badly he asked. an ambulance was waiting by the side door and inside the door. Im learning it.Its way out.I dont believe it. We both went flat and with the flash and bump of the burst and the smell heard the singing off of the fragments and the rattle of falling brick. and then a drink of the wine. Ireland of Wisconsin. Rocca said.Just as you like.

 I said. youre very good. It would not rip and I bit the edge of the cloth to start it. where I sat with a friend and two glasses drinking a bottle of Asti.Is there anything I can do.Where have you beenAt the Villa Rossa. They wouldnt attack. You see the point. so she loves Scotland better than England. 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. We two stopped talking and the captain shouted.Rinaldi went out with me.Oh. They come back for me.

 There was much traffic at night and many mules on the roads with boxes of ammunition on each side of their pack-saddles and gray motor trucks that carried men.Oh. Alpini would. And we have gotten away from the war.I can come here though.All thinking men are atheists. They were hospitals beyond the river. I smiled at the priest and he smiled back across the candlelight.They hang you.She looked down at the grass.It was because we were scared. Lots of them would have liked him to be king. I said.I believe in the Free Masons.

 the basins and the stoppered bottles. They were very nice and we had a big evening.A rivederla. When this road was finished the offensive would start.Shall we sit here or go out in the gardenLets go out.Not even for the beautiful languageNo. Go on. for you have sinned. I said to the priest. Some one took hold of me under the arms and somebody else lifted my legs. Please put your hand there again.And what did he say asked the priest. He said that if the thing went well he would see that I was decorated. the water clear.

 You dont pronounce it very much alike.Beyond the mule train the road was empty and we climbed through the hills and then went down over the shoulder of a long hill into a river valley.It was because we were scared.He should have fine girls. there was the smell of marble floors and hospital. sir. Now Ill probe for some of this if you like but its not necessary. Rinaldi said. He bit his arm and moaned.How is everythingSplendid. Let everybody defend his home. It looked as though it might be a mess. Didnt you see itNo. she said.

 While I was looking at him he opened his eyes. At first it dropped slowly and regularly. How is your poor head I looked at your papers.Porta feriti I shouted holding my hands cupped. People lived on in it and there were hospitals and cafe and artillery up side streets and two bawdy houses.Were not far from the top.The whole thing seemed to run better while I was away. she said. Also we were required to wear an automatic pistol; even doctors and sanitary officers. I got down and went over. she said. but not losing sight of the priest. Everybody hates this war.Oh.

 I said. Where it had run down under my shirt it was warm and sticky.It wasnt that way with the granatieri.Just as you like. Im something called a V. It would not finish it if one side stopped fighting. Bersaglieri are fools. Theres no work now. It is disgraceful. It came down through the forest in sharp turns. Evidently it did not matter whether I was there or not. Ill not learn it in two weeks. Ive seen the holes. I said.

 said Passini. dry and white in the sun. Gordini stood up and went outside with me.Dont be angry.All right.How did you happen to do that Why didnt you join up with usI dont know. maggiore (next to the little finger).She looked at me. I saw a third range of mountains. baby. tannic and lovely. The tall English driver came around and looked in. The two captains took off their coats.I was away for two days at the posts.

It is true. one of the captains said.Listen. I said. I said. He held up the glass. I looked at her. A soldier came along after the last of the stragglers.I looked outside.Oh. and other trucks with loads covered with canvas that moved slower in the traffic. baby. He looked at me. The priest accepted it as a joke.

 I knew that I was hit and leaned over and put my hand on my knee.I am happy.A showI dont think its anything. Close to the bank I saw deep pools. Im not.And what did he say asked the priest. Every week some one gets wounded by rock fragments. shes very nice. Nobody was in sight. she said. If they did. I said. keeping to the side.Are you unwoundedWe are both wounded a little.

 They have plenty of girls.Ca va bienCa va.All bersaglieriI think so. Now the fighting was in the next mountains beyond and was not a mile away. We caught them and passed them and turned off on a road that climbed up into the hills.Tenente. I said. sometimes it stopped. Im sorry for your head. My father is a famous hunter. There was much traffic at night and many mules on the roads with boxes of ammunition on each side of their pack-saddles and gray motor trucks that carried men.Yes.He should have fine girls.We went over toward Rinaldi and Miss Ferguson.

 He slapped his gloves on the edge of the bed.All bersaglieriI think so. There was that beginning of a feeling of dryness in the nose that meant the day would be hot later on. Goodnight.No. Nobody had mentioned what the stakes were. It was a big trench mortar shell. lootenant. left the car at the dressing station under the hill. I tried again and my legs moved a little. There were many marble busts on painted wooden pillars along the walls of the room they used for an office. I watched her face. The dead were off to one side. I said.

 No.At dinner I ate very quickly and left for the villa where the British had their hospital. He held up the glass. There were three doctors that I knew. We went on and passed the regiment about a mile ahead. you know. Then the major told the story of the eleven Czechoslovaks and the Hungarian corporal. said the priest. Some one probably got it at one of the dressing stations.Nothing. How is your headGood Christ I said. They were big and shy and embarrassed and very appreciative together of anything that happened. he said. I could go to Spain if there was no war.