They cant do anything.Thank you very much.

That way youll be decorated
That way youll be decorated. I made sure he was dead.In the late summer of that year we lived in a house in a village that looked across the river and the plain to the mountains. She came back from wherever she had been. Tell me.Good. It would be the same when the offensive started.Well be most careful of them. Its not a wound.They dont give them like that.All right.Its way out.

I see.Loan me fifty lire.They dropped me once more before we reached the post. smoking.One of those shot by the carabinieri is from my town. It evidently made no difference whether I was there to look after things or not. Kiss me goodby.Very.Ill bring it to you. I wiped my hand on my shirt and another floating light came very slowly down and I looked at my leg and was very afraid.You ought to have let me know.The priest smiled.

 The mountain that was beyond the valley and the hillside where the chestnut forest grew was captured and there were victories beyond the plain on the plateau to the south and we crossed the river in August and lived in a house in Gorizia that had a fountain and many thick shady trees in a walled garden and a wistaria vine purple on the side of the house.Yes. Tenente Can I help in any way He was the quietest one of the four. The others were shouting. one of the captains said. I translated. What if we take San Gabriele What if we take the Carso and Monfalcone and Trieste Where are we then Did you see all the far mountains to day Do you think we could take all them too Only if the Austrians stop fighting. He doesnt want to see peasants. are youNo. in which you said things instead of playing cards.They have big Skoda guns. I never hurt anybody.

 the fighting in the mountains beyond the town. I wouldnt be able to get the stretcher out alone. the orderly said. and mark a cross on both legs. I like the simpler pleasures. This had been the villa of a very wealthy German and the busts must have cost him plenty. Do you have to take me to that regimentYes. not good by. the long barrels of the guns covered with green branches and green leafy branches and vines laid over the tractors. We were in the foothills on the near side of the river and as the road mounted there were the high mountains off to the north with snow still on the tops. You go away sototenente! You come back sotocolonello! They all laughed. I said.

Couldnt you take me no place elseIf it was closer to the front I could take you to a first medical post. Then he was quiet. yes. In two days the offensive was to start and I would go with the cars to Plava. Tenente. Oh mama mia. Tell me really what was the best. Dio te salve. I drove coming back and went fast with the empty car to find the man from Pittsburgh.It is probably to draw attention from where the real attack will be. He broke off. I said I was sorry.

In the legs.All right. What inflicted the woundsThe medical captain. Over on the right they had the Duke of Aosta. said the captain.Goodnight. Why dont you go to the hospitalThey wont let me. seeing it all ahead like the moves in a chess game.I walked behind her out into the garden. said Rinaldi. When we were out on the gravel drive she said. and stopped at the main dressing station.

That priest. Would you like a drink of brandy How did you run into this thing anyway What were you trying to do Commit suicide Antitetanus please.Which side is it onHere.What is her nameFerguson. She was not in the garden and I went to the side door of the villa where the ambulances drove up. I turned her so I could see her face when I kissed her and I saw that her eyes were shut.Look.Yes. She would not let me put my arm around her. He offered me a glass of cognac. Kiss me goodby. Your goddesses.

 He bandaged. I handed the canteen back to Passini. and if the car went especially fast it was probably the King. baby. They tell me youre an American.Truly I tell you something about your good women.Abbastanza bene. gentlemen.He wiped his hands on his jumper and grinned.Outside something was set down beside the entrance.That will be nice. We are all splendid.

 I remembered where I was going. Some one probably got it at one of the dressing stations. Bacchus or no Bacchus. I told them what I had heard. baby. she said. baby. Milan. Two for 132.Im not drunk. that the office opened on. It was Miss Ferguson.

He walked across to the dressing station.The granatieri are tall.No. waiting for Catherine Barkley to come down. And I never even talk English. please. the car looking disgraced and empty with the engine open and parts spread on the work bench.No. He bellows. The mechanics were working on one out in the yard. cloudy with snowwater and running fast through the spiles of the bridge. I had not said it before.

 It was all right if she was. The posts for the cars would have to be as near the river as they could get and keep covered. You do me a translation and I will send it to The Lancet. They were seventysevens and came with a whishing rush of air. But I am telling it for our priest here. Genoa was the place to see the bad marbles. The officers were not good but dull. mama Mia I pulled and twisted and got my legs loose finally and turned around and touched him. I liked to watch her move. Signor Tenente.5 mm. the camion stopped a little off the road.

 I was angry and yet certain. he said.Have you any moneyYes.No understand.Do you like itVery much. the light came out and he went in. He said it was true and by the corpse of Bacchus we would test whether it was true or not. Maybe she would pretend that I was her boy that was killed and we would go in the front door and the porter would take off his cap and I would stop at the concierges desk and ask for the key and she would stand by the elevator and then we would get in the elevator and it would go up very slowly clicking at all the floors and then our floor and the boy would open the door and stand there and she would step out and I would step out and we would walk down the hall and I would put the key in the door and open it and go in and then take down the telephone and ask them to send a bottle of capri bianca in a silver bucket full of ice and you would hear the ice against the pail coming down the condor and the boy would knock and I would say leave it outside the door please. I said. I said. There are much worse wounded than me. said the priest.

 But those grenadiers; all over six feet. Do you suffer much Have a drink. she said. was blonde and had a tawny skin and gray eyes. Tell me about Gorizia.No.I wanted to do something for him. I am just more affectionate. Dear Catherine. where I sat with a friend and two glasses drinking a bottle of Asti.They cant do anything.Thank you very much.