I took off my tunic and shirt and washed in the cold water in the basin.

Its very hard
Its very hard.Do we eat yet. He bent over me. I will take you to call.Yes.Let me feel it.I do not believe it. But its a rotten game.Were almost up. It was an Astra 7. he himself so small that you could not see his face but only the top of his cap and his narrow back.Have you done nursing longSince the end of fifteen.

Outside we ran across the brickyard. I said. she said. undid my tunic and tried to rip the tail of my shirt.He wiped his hands on his jumper and grinned. He stopped working and smiled.SeeI put my Saint Anthony back in the capsule. You see Im not mad and Im not gone off.He should go to Palermo. Thats what its for. We caught them and passed them and turned off on a road that climbed up into the hills. Goodnight.

 lit it and went on reading. The hall too. They take your sisters. I took another mouthful and some cheese and a rinse of wine. And you play it as well as you know how.No. walking under the trees. Because we would not wear any clothes because it was so hot and the window open and the swallows flying over the roofs of the houses and when it was dark afterward and you went to the window very small bats hunting over the houses and close down over the trees and we would drink the capri and the door locked and it hot and only a sheet and the whole night and we would both love each other all night in the hot night in Milan.It was a ghastly show. Gavuzzi handed me the basin of macaroni.Thank God I did not become involved with the British. They take your home.

 There were trees along both sides of the road and through the right line of trees I saw the river. or else using a continuous lift and sucking into the mouth. no.Do they ever shell that battery Tasked one of the mechanics. we knew it was all over for that year.No. but the nights were cool and there was not the feeling of a storm coming. There are some people who never realize. The road here was below the level of the river bank and all along the side of the sunken road there were holes dug in the bank with infantry in them.Shes not awfully well. He drank a half tumbler of cognac.How is everythingSplendid.

 I did not care what I was getting into.I guess youve got a fracture all right. which was very good.We kissed and she broke away suddenly. Im sending you now with the English ambulance. I got out and told the driver to go on and that if we had not caught up to them at the junction of the road to Cormons to wait there. biting his arm. . The shock dulls the pain; but this is all right. There is only one difference between taking a girl who has always been good and a woman. the old bridge where the railway crossed to the other side and across.That was because it was first.

 Shell be off then. Nor for the beautiful uniforms. In the bed of the river there were pebbles and boulders. Yes.Yes.I have one.After a while we said good-night and left. There was that beginning of a feeling of dryness in the nose that meant the day would be hot later on. You will come with me to see Miss Barkley. We crossed the brickyard. come. they would not be loaded.

 she said. It was half of the brigata Basilicata. The posts for the cars would have to be as near the river as they could get and keep covered.Yes. sure that this was all and all and all and not caring. baby.You ought to have let me know. I undid the clasp of the gold chain and put it around my neck and clasped it. We parked the cars beyond a brickyard. and stopped at the main dressing station. Messina. I will.

 The priest shook his head and went on.Ill take what you can give me. She stood up and put out her hand. Thats what keeps you from being court martialled for self inflicted wounds.Nothing. spaced by the interval of their dust. Whats the matter with you Do you want us to come outside and get himThe two stretcher bearers picked up the man under the arms and by the legs and brought him in. it couldnt all go on. Did you stay all nightYes. 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.That will be nice. Sometimes all niceness gone and glad to get out on the street but always another day starting and then another night.

 Well take you back with us. The carabinieri waved us to go on. no. holding the cheese. It is a noble organization. He bellows. father. The lieutenant said I slipped the truss on purpose. Everything seemed in good condition. She was not in the garden and I went to the side door of the villa where the ambulances drove up. The captain waved to me. schutzen stock.

 waiting for Catherine Barkley to come down. aint this a goddam warListen.Its not really the army.If everybody would not attack the war would be over. I hurried up the driveway and inside the reception hall I asked for Miss Barkley. father. You ought to wash. He can be here until you are ready to take him.You have beautiful hair. Troops went by the house and down the road and the dust they raised powdered the leaves of the trees.Wed take quite good care of them and return them to the villa. We are brothers and we love each other.

Oh. Goodnight.Dont I talk Italian good enoughI knew you was an American all right.No. It looked wide and well made with a good grade and the turns looked very impressive where you could see them through openings in the forest on the mountain side. There was a shadow from his hand on the wall. Why dont you go to the hospitalThey wont let me. The wine was bad but not dull.But now we will shut up.You drive. English.Yes there is.

 They all laughed.We might sit there just for a little while. Everybody hates this war. Every one at the table laughed. close behind the lines.Bring him in.We walked along together through the town and I chewed the coffee. shes very nice. the camion stopped a little off the road. One side must stop fighting. Next week the war starts again. He hoped the road would not jam.

Dont you wish you could bellow like himHe bellows. get me out of here.Whats wrong with your legIts not my leg.Captain doctor (interested in something he was finding). When I came back to the front we still lived in that town. It was a hot night and there was a good deal going on up in the mountains.Have you ever loved any oneNo.What is her nameFerguson.Not like the English Not like Miss BarkleyOh. locked in the trunk. she said.I took off my tunic and shirt and washed in the cold water in the basin.