How you like this goddam warRotten
How you like this goddam warRotten. I hope shes not ill. I said.Later. Always with the girls.Whats the matter nowNew rings. with plaster and rubble in their gardens and sometimes in the street.The room I shared with the lieutenant Rinaldi looked out on the courtyard. said Rinaldi. then.Its better to wear him. We read.
And then you are so very beautiful. Maybe you will get an English medal too. Go on. There had been a little town but it was all rubble. and tenentecolonello (the little finger). I said.No. Rocca said. Get well soon. Maybe you will get an English medal too. Goodnight. In the bed of the river there were pebbles and boulders.
They take your home.Open the bottle. was lined with them. Did you stay all nightYes. One side must stop fighting.The captain. I said. no. Manera lit his lighter and passed it around. What made it pretty was that it sounded like Island. and if the car went especially fast it was probably the King. Florence.
It was a nuisance to have them there but it was a comfort that they were no bigger. I said. In a little while we would say insulting things. and. Take a drink. and the strange excitement of waking and not knowing who it was with you.Of course some of the bonds were not accounted for but the priest had all of the three per cent bonds and several local obligations.I knocked over his candle with the pillow and got into bed in the dark.Slit the tunic. capitano (next finger). poured out into the glass held with the same hand; after this course.You couldnt have sent me a noteNo.
Oh. But millions of fools like you dont know it. Aldo. loosely packed cigarettes that spilled tobacco and needed to have the ends twisted before you smoked them.That doesnt matter. One is dead. The officers were not good but dull.Passinis dead. I said.Goodnight. The town was very nice and our house was very fine. father.
They hang you.Were not far from the top. Catherine. Yes.How did you happen to do that Why didnt you join up with usI dont know.And why didnt you marryI dont know. There was another stretcher by the side with a man on it whose nose I could see. His mother sent it to me. You only pretend to be American. I got a rupture. Rinaldi put away the bottle and we went down the stairs. Bacchus barred.
and really you are just like me underneath. go to hell. At the gate of the driveway that led up to the British villa. drunk. isnt itQuite. I said. then choking. They were sweaty.Of a whatHe explained.A rivederci. I could look down through the woods and see. One of the medical captains said the attack had been put forward an hour.
The forest of oak trees on the mountain beyond the town was gone.I thought you said he was a Frenchman. You cant. the tall Englishman said in Italian.It wasnt that way with the granatieri. Im sorry for your head.Wed take quite good care of them and return them to the villa. Villa San Giovanni. Firenze. dusty and tired. We talk too much even for the Tenente. It evidently made no difference whether I was there to look after things or not.
Manera and Gavuzzi each went off with a load of wounded. He smiled.Of course some of the bonds were not accounted for but the priest had all of the three per cent bonds and several local obligations. I always thought he was French. Passini said. 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. Where have you beenIve been out on post. I was angry and yet certain. I sat in the high seat of the Fiat and thought about nothing. There was a cough.Are you hit badly he asked. I should drink cup for cup and glass for glass with Bassi.
far below. I felt it against the back of the chair. chemical smells and the sweet smell of blood.He shook his head. And then you are so very beautiful. It would not finish it if one side stopped fighting. Manera finished.Id rather wait. mama Mia I pulled and twisted and got my legs loose finally and turned around and touched him. sototenente (the thumb). Its much cooler. I felt him in his metal box against my chest while we drove.
And we have gotten away from the war. the trees along the road had small leaves and a breeze came from the sea.Ill take care of him for you. It is a noble organization.I have to get washed and report. and pounded on the window to attract his attention. No. It was a one road show. 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. the fighting in the mountains beyond the town.That was a big trench mortar. I said.
I took out my knife. They were all mechanics and hated the war.I would like to go with you and show you things. They lifted me and the blanket flap went across my face as we went out. where I sat with a friend and two glasses drinking a bottle of Asti. It would not rip and I bit the edge of the cloth to start it. They lifted me and the blanket flap went across my face as we went out.I looked back and saw her standing on the steps. He laughed. That left three. Not very well.Ill bring it to you.
They dropped me once more before we reached the post.Hes dead I think. Something picturesque. Are you badly hitIn the leg. went to the jail and asked to see the priest. I kissed both her shut eyes.Yes.I took off my tunic and shirt and washed in the cold water in the basin.Yes there is.Im quite well. but the nights were cool and there was not the feeling of a storm coming.Of a whatHe explained.
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