that pleasant air of a dog whoStop it.How you like this goddam warRotten.

At dinner I ate very quickly and left for the villa where the British had their hospital
At dinner I ate very quickly and left for the villa where the British had their hospital.This is the picturesque front. dont you It seemed it was a very funny joke if you understood it properly. yes.It hasnt come up.Yes.Ill just step out the door a minute. Goodnight.Better not drink too much brandy then. Tenente.I dried my hands and took out my pocketbook from the inside of my tunic hanging on the wall. It would have been much simpler. But dont be a fool. when you knew that that was all there was. People lived on in it and there were hospitals and cafe and artillery up side streets and two bawdy houses.

 Perhaps we should have a drink. Then the stretcher bearers took the man off the table. who was on duty. She was carrying a thin rattan stick like a toy riding-crop. Outside the window it was a lovely spring morning. and then a drink of the wine. The shock dulls the pain; but this is all right. Nobody had mentioned what the stakes were. nights in bed. The lieutenant said I slipped the truss on purpose. Goodby.Goodnight. I do.If I go back theyll make me get operated on and then theyll put me in the line all the time. I said.

 They arent girls; they are old war comrades. Rinaldi saluted. Suddenly to care very much and to sleep to wake with it sometimes morning and all that had been there gone and everything sharp and hard and clear and sometimes a dispute about the cost.I dont think it will hurt you. Thank you very much.Let me feel it. brought by Gordini who looked very white and sick. I looked back and saw Rinaldi standing watching me and waved to him. No one to make fun of.Im perfectly all right. This was a game.Its a silly front. which was protected by a shoulder of the mountain. I would have liked to drive over the new road but it was not yet finished. a noble man and with whose injustice.

 I threw away the goddam truss so it would get bad and I wouldnt have to go to the line again. They take nearly a thousand prisoners. Oh. Priest not happy. a noise like a railway engine starting and then an explosion that shook the earth again.Be serious. that there had been three others. D. and the world all unreal in the dark and so exciting that you must resume again unknowing and not caring in the night.How you like this goddam warRotten. I say its rotten. It was a nasty place and the Austrians should not have let them hold it. Perhaps.He held a forceps with some gauze in the end. The captain spoke pidgin Italian for my doubtful benefit.

 darling. For stupidity. I could have given him that anyway. I said. Helen. bronzes looked like something. stirred by the breeze. he said. There was a shadow from his hand on the wall. Mama mama mia. Some one took hold of me under the arms and somebody else lifted my legs.And the priest was locked up. I had been up the river to the bridgehead at Plava. They were all mechanics and hated the war.She laughed.

 We will convert him. said Rinaldi. We went on and passed the regiment about a mile ahead. I identified them by their red and white striped collar mark. is a short cut.Its a charming place. Hes dead. and the argument went on. Well all eat. he said.We looked at each other in the dark. It tells you about those priests. Catherine asked me to tell you she was sorry she couldnt see you this evening. Goodnight. After I leave here Ill go see that English and hell get you an English medal.

Truly I tell you something about your good women. sir. I said. I would go crazy. He sat down beside me. It would not finish it if one side stopped fighting. The shock dulls the pain; but this is all right. We all got up and left the table. The other cars pulled up. Stretcher bearers came in all the time. under a hill beyond the river. said the major. father.It was just beyond where we turned off. or else using a continuous lift and sucking into the mouth.

 I said. There were trees along both sides of the road and through the right line of trees I saw the river. Thats what keeps you from being court martialled for self inflicted wounds. The British hospital was a big villa built by Germans before the war. They poured me more wine and I told the story about the English private soldier who was placed under the shower bath. We sat on the ground with our backs against the wall and smoked. Hang onto my neck. To the silver medal.I took out my knife. Maybe she would. You could not tell anything about them. Rinaldi put away the bottle and we went down the stairs.No.Goodnight. The little major looked at us furious.

 Miss Barkley said. We were just beginning to get some of them.It could not be worse. While I rubbed myself with a towel I looked around the room and out the window and at Rinaldi lying with his eyes closed on the bed. I felt I had a certain advantage. I think so.He was gone. I said in English. There isnt always an explanation for everything. one for troops and one for officers.I have to go.Then well have to work. the long barrels of the guns covered with green branches and green leafy branches and vines laid over the tractors. Bacchus or no Bacchus. He bandaged.

 I said. I wore one when we went up to the posts and carried an English gas mask. But the little Scotch one is very nice. tannic and lovely.It is probably to draw attention from where the real attack will be. The Britisher leaned over. We have to just walk here.Were you thereNo.Very. They told me you were on duty. He ought to be able to do something. Its not a wound. thats nothing to how it will feel later.The Pope wants the Austrians to win the war. I knew it.

 They were seventysevens and came with a whishing rush of air.It would be fine if you would take the cars.I didnt know about anything then. Why did you do itI dont know. The grappa was very strong. I said.How do you do Miss Barkley said. We drank the second grappa. They lifted me and the blanket flap went across my face as we went out. One killed and the fellow that brought you.Im dreadfully sorry.Rinaldi was talking with the other nurse. Manera said. I said. He bandaged.

No. There is nothing as bad as war. you met British men and sometimes women. The road curved and we saw the three cars looking quite small.Passinis dead. We all got up and left the table. and went in under the shed and looked at each of the cars. Manera lit his lighter and passed it around. Tell me all about it. You see I didnt care about the other thing and he could have had it all.Yes. It is very informative. Tell me just exactly how it happened. It was quiet for a moment still. the dust rising from the wheels and going off through the trees.

 Ill send your English girl. He came back with a handful of roasted coffee beans. I had not noticed her.We drove fast when we were over the bridge and soon we saw the dust of the other cars ahead down the road. Every week some one gets wounded by rock fragments. Tenente. Listen. Ill look up their adjutant to do your papers and it will all go much faster. He spread the hand again.Youre dirty. He said it was true and by the corpse of Bacchus we would test whether it was true or not. But I am telling it for our priest here. Inside I saw the head nurse.I sat in the reception hail of the villa. he said.

 They lined them up afterward and took every tenth man. and relaxed. gentlemen. You go away like this. You love EnglandNot too well. I tried to tell about the night and the difference between the night and the day and how the night was better unless the day was very clean and cold and I could not tell it; as I cannot tell it now. I said. the line of the river that separated the two armies. It seemed no more dangerous to me myself than war in the movies. I believe we should get the war over. I will write you cards to my family in Amalfi. He was going to marry me and he was killed in the Somme. I was still angry and as I held her suddenly she shivered. with plaster and rubble in their gardens and sometimes in the street.If you drop me again.

 lifting the spaghetti on the fork until the loose strands hung clear then lowering it into the mouth.You are so modest.Two carabinieri held the car up. sucking in the ends. It was impossible to salute foreigners as an Italian. We parked the cars beyond a brickyard. and things went very badly. With your priest and your English girl. He slapped his gloves on the edge of the bed. the lieutenant said. and a roar that started white and went red and on and on in a rushing wind. There was a great splashing and I saw the star shells go up and burst and float whitely and rockets going up and heard the bombs. said the major. darling. It ought to be good.

 It would not rip and I bit the edge of the cloth to start it.You were sweet to tell me. I wish she were here now. Roma. Ahead there was a rounded turn off in the road to the right and looking down I could see the road dropping through the trees. Miss Ferguson was with her. The priest shook his head.The priest smiled.When you come back bring a phonograph. Manera said.Now you see. smoking. In a moment the blanket in front of the dressing station opened and two stretcherbearers came out followed by the tall Englishman.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. What is defeat You go home.

 It would be the same when the offensive started.He walked across to the dressing station. Bacchus.Has there been any trouble getting parts I asked the sergeant mechanic. I was after him. You will please come and make me a good impression on her. Helen. It is with them the war is made.Its Manera. I tried to tell about the night and the difference between the night and the day and how the night was better unless the day was very clean and cold and I could not tell it; as I cannot tell it now.How are you. Tell me. They carried wounded in and brought them out. have that pleasant air of a dog whoStop it.How you like this goddam warRotten.