Abruzzi and visit my family at Capracotta. she said.Abruzzi and visit my family at Capracotta. she said.

All right
All right.Bring him in. I thought she was very beautiful and I took her hand. Jt was warm and like the spring and I walked down the alleyway of trees. winefully. My hand went in and my knee was down on my shin. that the office opened on. Orderly. I said. He was a tall man and wore steel rimmed spectacles.The priest smiled. brown mountains with a little green on their slopes.Ill see you in a little while. It is the captain.

Rinaldi looked at me blankly. Everybody is proud of you. he said.There are no forks.Its very odd though. I said.Whats the matter nowNew rings. That was all left for next year. 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. They do it for nothing. They splashed more mud than the camions even and if one of the officers in the back was very small and sitting between two generals. Could I join nowIm afraid not now. We dont go out.Fine.

I will go and see.Some troops went out. No. unbuttoned the shirt collar and dropped him in under the shirt. went downstairs.The next year there were many victories.No.Bring him in. Bacchus or no Bacchus. the meal was finished.He held a forceps with some gauze in the end. below in the town.I have to get washed and report.There are no forks.

If I go back theyll make me get operated on and then theyll put me in the line all the time. There. Nothing to do. Well stop by the road here. Priest not happy. His shoulder was smashed and his head was hurt.She was unclasping something from her neck.Will you tell her how sorry I amYes.Some of the officers went alone. I stood up.Youre a good old boy. Why did you join up with the ItaliansI was in Italy. The road here was below the level of the river bank and all along the side of the sunken road there were holes dug in the bank with infantry in them. He broke off.

 The officers were not good but dull. It would have been much simpler. . We do not like the English.Whats to stop itIt will crack somewhere.Why notNo. I looked back and saw Rinaldi standing watching me and waved to him.No.You are ignorant. Priest not happy without girls.I did not say anything. and stood up. she said. Are you badly hitIn the leg.

What the hell. The priest shook his head.I did not. Where it had run down under my shirt it was warm and sticky.Its very odd though. fat and prosperous and Vittorio Emmanuele.And you dont have to say you love me. I stood up. A.Dont be angry.We looked at Rinaldi talking with the other nurse. Maybe the Austrians would crack. Carabinieri shot them. isnt itQuite.

I went everywhere. Put it on the floor. Anybody can take their property. I wore a real one and felt like a gunman until I practised firing it. Some one was coming down the hallway. It was Miss Ferguson. People cant realize what France is like. Go on. lifting the spaghetti on the fork until the loose strands hung clear then lowering it into the mouth. I undid the clasp of the gold chain and put it around my neck and clasped it.We looked at Rinaldi talking with the other nurse. Maybe you will get an English medal too. I do. You see I didnt care about the other thing and he could have had it all.

 He was the Kings uncle and commanded the third army. Outside the window it was a lovely spring morning. But dont bring a lot of Italians.And why didnt you marryI dont know.I sat on a chair and held my cap. I forget exactly what they were. When I came back to the front we still lived in that town. What an odd thing--to be in the Italian army. There was one smashed bridge across the river.Hello. baby.Kiss me. Another nurse was with her. he said.

I guess youve got a fracture all right. good luck and Vive la France. sitting in my trousers and an undershirt in front of the open window. Ive seen you about. then stood up. I practised with it. Then there was one that we did not hear coming until the sudden rush. Rocca ignored this and went on to explain the joke to me.Im afraid it will make it bigger. We grew up together. They take your sisters. wash it out. 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. When there is really work they trust us.

 She went on down the hall.We drove fast when we were over the bridge and soon we saw the dust of the other cars ahead down the road.Three hundred fives.Come on. It was one of those things that gave you a false feeling of soldiering.I have one. of course. then finally it climbed quite fast. .You are sweet. He looked at me. Manera said. The dead were off to one side.Hes dead I think.

Fine. We sat on the ground with our backs against the wall and smoked. Some bersaglieri.Its better to wear him. and stopped at the main dressing station.No Yes.Rinaldi looked at me blankly. So I went to the jail. she said.I have to go. Rinaldi. We are not peasants. Im sorry.You dont go at allI just go to see if there is anything new.

 At the gate of the driveway that led up to the British villa. Ill paint all this and Does that sting Good. Manera said he hoped it would come before the bombardment started. But it was checked and in the end only seven thousand died of it in the army. I said. lootenant. One of the two men who had carried it looked in.Did you ever read the Black Pig asked the lieutenant.I have to go. 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. Well stop by the road here. I am now in love with Miss Barkley.We walked along together through the town and I chewed the coffee. and in the fall when the rains came the leaves all fell from the chestnut trees and the branches were bare and the trunks black with rain.

 Some wore their steel helmets but most of them carried them slung from their packs. I said.Certainly not. The major was at the telephone sitting on a box.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. Thats what its for. We all sang.Bacchus.Are you very tired she asked.No.I cut the cheese into pieces and laid them on the macaroni. Tenente.Shes not awfully well. Helen.

 In the bed of the river there were pebbles and boulders.You love Italy Rinaldi asked Miss Ferguson in English.Shall we sit here or go out in the gardenLets go out. but the nights were cool and there was not the feeling of a storm coming.Carabinieri. Youve had it before. isnt itWhat gameDont be dull. This was a game. soldiers would. I thought she was very beautiful. He brought them over to me.Isnt there anywhere we can goNo.Have you ever loved any oneNo. Goodnight.

You dont wear himNo. One killed and the fellow that brought you. No one to come in at night from adventures.But now we will shut up. I said.Oh. Baby is puzzled. Nothing to do.I can come here though. said Rinaldi. Where did you meet her In the Cova Where did you go How did you feel Tell me everything at once.I was going to cut it all off when he died. Rinaldi was lying on his bed. I wore a real one and felt like a gunman until I practised firing it.

 There were stretchers lifted and slid into the slings above.No. We are not peasants.I see. We are not peasants. The Austrian trenches were above on the hillside only a few yards from the Italian lines.You will. They were bersaglieri. It was half of the brigata Basilicata.The priest was young and blushed easily and wore a uniform like the rest of us but with a cross in dark red velvet above the left breast pocket of his gray tunic. Signor Tenente. Passini said.I would like you to see Abruzzi and visit my family at Capracotta. she said.