It is with them the war is made.

 I looked at the tires carefully
 I looked at the tires carefully. The priest accepted it as a joke. baby. and.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.You dont go at allI just go to see if there is anything new. Roma.The plain was rich with crops there were many orchards of fruit trees and beyond the plain the mountains were brown and bare.They dropped me once more before we reached the post.Lift it high.Rinaldi was talking with the other nurse.Some troops went out.Yes.Didnt you carry anybody on your back Gordini says you carried several people on your back but the medical major at the first post declares it is impossible. wop.

 As soon as I get the papers on these wounded Ill take you along the road and drop you with your medical officers. Goodnight. What hit youMe. Stupid. It tells you about those priests.The drops fell very slowly.It is probably to draw attention from where the real attack will be. Everything seemed in good condition. Its only the ambulance. who was on duty. I threw away the goddam truss so it would get bad and I wouldnt have to go to the line again. get me out of here.You were quite right. then stopped and kissed her. It evidently made no difference whether I was there to look after things or not.

 you dont. His legs are very painful. I stop by. close behind the lines. I was a fool not to. said Rinaldi. Jt was warm and like the spring and I walked down the alleyway of trees. When he stopped swishing and fell asleep they came down and I blew them away and finally covered my face with my hands and slept too. one for troops and one for officers. I said. I said.Has there been any trouble getting parts I asked the sergeant mechanic. you dont. painted gray and built like moving-vans.You are sweet.

I will go and see. It isnt me that makes fun of him.They are big through the chest by measurement. said the major. Gordini could not drive. They have plenty of girls.Savoia. the light came out and he went in. He was quieter now. The priest shook his head and went on. Dont you want us never to attackNo. It would be the same when the offensive started.Shes nice. depended to a considerable extent on myself. I saw that word pricked him and kept on.

 That is very clear. Yes. I will go now and bring her here. I will. I will write you cards to my family in Amalfi. I feigned acquaintance.You were quite right. dropping them in a basin. Alpini would. felt him climb up into the front seat. British ambulance drivers were killed sometimes.All right. You get out and fall down by the road and get a bump on your head and Ill pick you up on our way back and take you to a hospital.Thats what the priest said.We two were talking while the others argued.

 It would be the same when the offensive started. We were supposed to wear steel helmets even in Gorizia but they were uncomfortable and too bloody theatrical in a town where the civilian inhabitants had not been evacuated. I said. the smashed tunnel by the river where the fighting had been.I felt it. as they fall from an icicle after the sun has gone. please. Not Bacchus. We drank rum and it was very friendly. I was still angry and as I held her suddenly she shivered. the major said. So were all on very special behavior.Priest every night five against one. Rinaldi. Rinaldi was sitting on the bed with a copy of Hugos English grammar.

Goodnight. They did very well last summer. It was the first time I had ever heard her laugh. I said that was a foul lie and.Do we have to go on and talk this wayNo. We are not peasants. said Miss Ferguson. baby.Bring him in. and good news. Goodby. The priest smiled and blushed and shook his head.Oh. and then a drink of the wine. I saw the town with the hill and the old castle above it in a cup in the hills with the mountains beyond.

 I havent any papers for you. I thought she was very beautiful and I took her hand. A V.Thank you very much. because they did not bombard it to destroy it but only a little in a military way. it seemed. It was cold in the car in the night as the road climbed. The only son of the American Ambassador.No.Dont go. the lieutenant said. I said. with plaster and rubble in their gardens and sometimes in the street. It does not go so well. Im something called a V.

 but it was not Catherine. Everybody hates this war.I went everywhere. father. I would take you and never hurt you.Sit down.In the legs. lieutenant. He loved being a surgeon and we were great friends. The saint hung down on the Outside of my uniform and I undid the throat of my tunic. I will send the liaison officer. This was better than going every evening to the house for officers where the girls climbed all over you and put your cap on backward as a sign of affection between their trips upstairs with brother officers. 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. I havent any papers for you. Where did you go and what did you do Tell me everything at once.

 I drove back to Gorizia and our villa and. I said. What hit youMe. the line of the river that separated the two armies.He wiped his hands on his jumper and grinned. Most of the helmets were too big and came down almost over the ears of the men who wore them.How are you. doing things that hurt sharply and severing tissue Are you sureMe trying to lie still and feeling my stomach flutter when the flesh was cut. They lined them up afterward and took every tenth man. maybe yes. chilblains. Driving in convoy is not unpleasant if you are the first car and I settled back in the seat and watched the country. Goodby.Do you suppose it will always go onNo.Bacchus.

 The dressing station was on the Austrian side of the river under the edge of the hill and stretcherbearers would bring the wounded back across the pontoon bridge. Were you on permissionYes. is a short cut. I took another mouthful and some cheese and a rinse of wine. Come with me if you want.Ill walk down with you. That left three. Here now we have beautiful girls.I looked in her eyes and put my arm around her as I had before and kissed her. the injustices he had received and in which I participated as an American. You must forgive me for talking so much. Any frescoes were good when they started to peel and flake off. My hand went in and my knee was down on my shin. stepping carefully among the wounded. Its a Saint Anthony.

Whats wrong with your legIts not my leg. get me out of here.They cant do anything. Get well soon. I said. dry and white in the sun. Tenente. The other cars pulled up.The plain was rich with crops there were many orchards of fruit trees and beyond the plain the mountains were brown and bare.That way youll be decorated.I stopped in front of the Villa Rossa. At the gate of the driveway that led up to the British villa. Manera and Gavuzzi each went off with a load of wounded. He laughed. These V.

 It was a one road show. I said.They may crack. baby.I know it is bad but we must finish it. there was a soldier sitting on a bench outside in the sun. Dont you read it. I tried to breathe but my breath would not come and I felt myself rush bodily out of myself and out and out and out and all the time bodily in the wind.Fine. the meal was finished. He had written to his father that I was coming and they had made preparations. and come back like this. Not Ba?chus. At the post on the top they took the stretcher out and put another in and we went on. Are they going to have an offensiveYes.

 Rinaldi was sitting on the bed with a copy of Hugos English grammar.They have big Skoda guns. He slapped his gloves on the edge of the bed. Tell me. I said. Maybe he was too goodlooking to be a. Rinaldi said. You may come and see her after seven oclock if you wish. You must forgive me for talking so much. If youve got a fracture you dont want inflammation. With a sabre cut. my bed was made up with blankets and my things hung on the wall. and the water was clear and swiftly moving and blue in the channels. Name he asked softly.The room I shared with the lieutenant Rinaldi looked out on the courtyard.

 it seemed. There were stragglers going by long after the regiment had passedmen who could not keep up with their platoons. Go on. They would. Some one came in and as the door opened I could see the snow falling.Have you seen Miss BarkleyI will bring her here. brushed my hair and we started. dont you It seemed it was a very funny joke if you understood it properly. It is with them the war is made. the captain said. Why did you join up with the ItaliansI was in Italy. Im sorry. sir. Uninformed.You did say you loved me.

He should go to Palermo. Every week some one gets wounded by rock fragments. the light came out and he went in. But it was checked and in the end only seven thousand died of it in the army. It was hot walking through the town but the sun was starting to go down and it was very pleasant. Everybody hates this war. Its in the bulletin. He smiled. Do you have to take me to that regimentYes. I know all about it. The captain spoke pidgin Italian for my doubtful benefit. on the street. He doesnt want to see peasants. Theres not really any war of that sort down here. Ireland of Wisconsin.

 My friend saw the priest from our mess going by in the street. Stupid.The priest smiled. My friend saw the priest from our mess going by in the street. darling.She looked at me. A little that way like the number of the first regiment of the Brigata Ancona. There were four drivers. then from all the guns behind us the bombardment started. I know all about it. The window was open. All alone at the war with no new girls.Well be most careful of them. doing things that hurt sharply and severing tissue Are you sureMe trying to lie still and feeling my stomach flutter when the flesh was cut. It is with them the war is made.