pointed to the thumb.You speak English he asked.

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 little puppy. yes ) with possible fracture of the skull. But marble busts all looked like a cemetery. Thank you.No. we are. looking out at the snow falling slowly and heavily. There isnt always an explanation for everything. Rocca ignored this and went on to explain the joke to me. Nobody was in sight. was lined with them.If it wasnt that that happens to their families nobody would go to the attack.

 the King passing in his motor car. It was a nuisance to have them there but it was a comfort that they were no bigger. He loves Franz Joseph. But dont bring a lot of Italians. He looked at me.Two carabinieri held the car up.They want to eat. Ill go and see him and ask if he will recommend you.Are you very tired she asked.The major spoke to an orderly who went out of sight in the back and came back with a metal basin of cold cooked macaroni. she said.Priest not with girls.

 This was a joke. First we passed the regiment. and healthy. are youOh.We looked at each other in the dark.SeeI put my Saint Anthony back in the capsule. They sent me the little stick. and stopped at the main dressing station. So I went to the jail. I saw that word pricked him and kept on. The telescope that fitted it was. Please put your hand there again.

Rinaldi poured himself another glass of the cognac. I said. I was angry and yet certain. come. How are the girlsThere are no girls. How are the girlsThere are no girls. its smooth surface covered with brick dust. she said. One of the medical captains said the attack had been put forward an hour. didnt IShe was looking at me in the dark. the major said. One side must stop fighting.

 It would not rip and I bit the edge of the cloth to start it. he said when he saw me. the others dusty.Bersaglieri. They told me you were on duty.And the priest was locked up. and the argument went on. There was one smashed bridge across the river. He laughed. I sat up straight and as I did so something inside my head moved like the weights on a dolls eyes and it hit me inside in back of my eyeballs. I love you. Always in Rome.

 I must go. She put it in my hand. Stupid.As the ambulance climbed along the road. Maria. You get along very well without me. There are a few real wounded.I believe in the Free Masons. mama Mia.I have to go. D.All right.

 The two captains took off their coats. Theres no place to drop it.I like him.Wait a minute.I knocked over his candle with the pillow and got into bed in the dark. I said in Italian. They were all mechanics and hated the war. I took another mouthful and some cheese and a rinse of wine. I looked at the tires carefully.And you dont have to say you love me. The major was a little man with upturned mustaches. I said.

Yes. I saw arched stone bridges over the river where tracks turned off from the road and we passed stone farmhouses with pear trees candelabraed against their south walls and low stone walls in the fields. then. father. she said.He poured two glasses and we touched them. I watched the snow falling. then choking. He was walking with a limp.That priest. I thought I was coming back. We were in the second army.

 After supper I would go and see Catherine Barkley.Were almost up. baby. then it pattered into a stream. I sat in the high seat of the Fiat and thought about nothing. We sat on the ground with our backs against the wall and smoked. Priest not happy. Not Bacchus.Have you done nursing longSince the end of fifteen.I sat on a chair and held my cap. is a short cut.I cant imagine lying like that.

 Stop it. The telescope that fitted it was. good luck and Vive la France. And you never know if the girl will really like it. Im sorry.It was a ghastly show. wore his black boots. when I learned it. he said. The snow slanted across the wind. three men nurses and a doctor and picked you up out of bed and carried you into the dressing room so that the beds could be made while we were having our wounds dressed.It starts now.

 When people realize how bad it is they cannot do anything to stop it because they go crazy.Its not serious I hope. Gordini could not drive. I said. They were all mechanics and hated the war.Shes nice. but the nights were cool and there was not the feeling of a storm coming. In two days the offensive was to start and I would go with the cars to Plava. I said. The drivers were pleased with it and I left them there.Lets drop it anyway. I saw the town with the hill and the old castle above it in a cup in the hills with the mountains beyond.

 baby.Its a charming place.All right. The orderly was listening behind the desk.I dont believe it.Whats the matter nowNew rings. Gavuzzi said..I went out to look at the cars and see what was going on and then came back and sat down in the dugout with the four drivers. It was a nasty place and the Austrians should not have let them hold it. At first it dropped slowly and regularly. Good by.

 she said. I looked at her.No.No. Didnt you see itNo. I dressed. I said.He walked across to the dressing station.I went out the door and suddenly I felt lonely and empty. Those postcards would be very fine in America; strange and mysterious. he pointed to the thumb.You speak English he asked.