It belonged to a boy who was killed last year.

 The Austrian army was created to give Napoleon victories; any Napoleon
 The Austrian army was created to give Napoleon victories; any Napoleon. I smiled at the priest and he smiled back across the candlelight.Dont worry. In the meantime we were all at the mess. He saw us and smiled. It was one of those things that gave you a false feeling of soldiering. she said. she said. No one to make fun of. looking for cuts or stone bruises. I held her close against me and could feel her heart beating and her lips opened and her head went back against my hand and then she was crying on my shoulder.Porta feriti I shouted holding my hands cupped. Mr. in Milan.Lets drop it anyway. Some looked pretty bad.

 the line of the river that separated the two armies. He said it was true and by the corpse of Bacchus we would test whether it was true or not.No. That should handle them.Dont I talk Italian good enoughI knew you was an American all right. Where have you beenIve been out on post.You were sweet to tell me. Put it on the floor. I hurried up the driveway and inside the reception hall I asked for Miss Barkley.Were you there. A mass loosened. No one to lend me money. I will go now and bring her here.Another American. we are. Ill look up their adjutant to do your papers and it will all go much faster.

 You like herNo. He said it was true and by the corpse of Bacchus we would test whether it was true or not. Tell me just exactly how it happened. Gordini could not drive. You will be decorated. Its much cooler. Bersaglieri are fools. They were moderately clean.Will you tell her how sorry I amYes. I could go to Spain if there was no war. This was a game. he said.I thought it over. Why dont we stop fighting If they come down into Italy they will get tired and go away. the tiny man with the long thin neck and the goat beard. The pain hasnt started yet.

 You see Im not mad and Im not gone off. Id be glad to kiss you if you dont mind. He would loan them mess tins if they did not have them. The major was unhooking the forceps now. Did you have any beautiful adventuresYes.Tenente. It is protected by the little hill.I did not understand the word. The major asked me to have a drink with him and two other officers. The major was a little man with upturned mustaches. he said when he saw me.I said I knew. Passini said sarcastically. I was still angry and as I held her suddenly she shivered.Ill bring it to you. Ive seen your Tenente.

 I shouted to the driver. Inside the dugout were the three drivers sitting against the wall. 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. Now the fighting was in the next mountains beyond and was not a mile away. a noble man and with whose injustice. she said. The orderly was listening behind the desk. He laughed. I was angry and yet certain. He was goodlooking.Goodnight. Ive studied it for months now.Priest today with girls.You see Ive been leading a sort of a funny life. They come and make you be a soldier again. It would have been impolite not to have known something of them when I had listened to such a splendid explanation of their causes which were.

 I felt I had a certain advantage. Roma. Nothing. the steel helmet on the same peg. The posts for the cars would have to be as near the river as they could get and keep covered.Im not angry. A. Shes a nurse. said the captain. I handed the canteen back to Passini. The stream kept on. I said. He bit his arm and moaned.Be good while Im gone. I do not believe in the Free Masons however. and.

 In the morning they came to each bed in turn. TenenteYoure damned right. soldiers would. then stopped and kissed her.Probably. Mr. It was hot walking through the town but the sun was starting to go down and it was very pleasant. You see Im not mad and Im not gone off. Some looked pretty bad. The men were hot and sweating. darling.Splendid. He had not felt bad but now the shoulder had stiffened. He hoped the road would not jam.Better not drink too much brandy then. and really you are just like me underneath.

 They were a real mask. Let him go to centres of culture and civilization. Manera said. 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. He slapped me on the shoulder. go to hell.You love Italy Rinaldi asked Miss Ferguson in English.Not like the English Not like Miss BarkleyOh. Inside I saw the head nurse. winefully.I would like to go with you and show you things. baby. Rinaldi carried a holster stuffed with toilet paper. His legs are very painful. He is a priest; he will appreciate it. We are not peasants.

 The priest was good but dull.Priest every night five against one. Miss Barkley prefers you to me. Helen Ferguson.You were quite right. Its not a wound. The wine was bad but not dull.I said I knew. It is a disgrace that they should stay so long that they become friends. you cant kiss me here. But I thought it would be bad for him. He said it was true and by the corpse of Bacchus we would test whether it was true or not. I went with him and found the dugout. I came back the next afternoon from our first mountain post and stopped the car at the smistimento where the wounded and sick were sorted by their papers and the papers marked for the different hospitals.Listen.Yes.

 The priest shook his head. After a while the stream from the stretcher above lessened and started to drip again and I heard and felt the canvas above move as the man on the stretcher settled more comfortably.Wed take quite good care of them and return them to the villa. Back at the villa I went upstairs to the room.There is a class that controls a country that is stupid and does not realize anything and never can. The Austrian army was created to give Napoleon victories; any Napoleon. Take a drink.Could I see her just for a momentThey sent an orderly to see and she came back with him. gonorrhea. They were all mechanics and hated the war. They were silent until I went out. Rinaldi put away the bottle and we went down the stairs. When I got home it was too late and I did not see Miss Barkley until the next evening.I went along the narrow road down toward the river. The pain that the major had spoken about had started and all that was happening was without interest or relation. holding the cheese.

 Goodnight.The day had been hot. lit it and went on reading. out of the bandages.Shes not awfully well. It was a nuisance to have them there but it was a comfort that they were no bigger. Rinin. You are a dear. Manera said. I stroked her hair and patted her shoulder. It isnt me that makes fun of him.I wish you were back. The snow slanted across the wind. The coffee was a pale gray and sweet with condensed milk. We are brothers and we love each other. Thats what its for.

Sometimes in the dark we heard the troops marching under the window and guns going past pulled by motor-tractors. depended to a considerable extent on myself. Rinaldi came in while I was undressing.The adjutant.There were small gray motor cars that passed going very fast usually there was an officer on the seat with the driver and more officers in the back seat. said the lieutenant. darling. Ive studied it for months now. We understand you let us talk. There are people who are afraid of their officers.Youre not a Catholic. was my age. We drove slowly in this matting covered tunnel and came out onto a bare cleared space where the railway station had been. he said. The lieutenant said I slipped the truss on purpose. stepping carefully among the wounded.

 the stumps of trees projected. they would. There was a cough.You. father.Carabinieri.Are you hit badly he asked. and the major started us with red wine in mugs. havent youYes. Rinaldi said.Sure. I wanted to go to the Black Forest. Passini said sarcastically. And we have gotten away from the war. Let him go to centres of culture and civilization.Ill go and see now.

 she said. They want to get you the medaglia dargento but perhaps they can get only the bronze.Goodnight.Bring Caruso. Im something called a V. I said.Whats the trouble the war. He had not felt bad but now the shoulder had stiffened. I breathed and I was back. the camion stopped a little off the road. It is one for The Lancet.No. But dont be a fool. marched as though they were six months gone with child. Miss Ferguson was with her.I would like you to see Abruzzi and visit my family at Capracotta.

 maam. father. Orderly. and a few more houses had been hit by shell fire. Ive seen the holes. Passini said. great general but he looked like a man. TenenteWhere is Gordini and GavuzziGordinis at the post getting bandaged. SicilyHe should visit Amalfi. I would have married him or anything. Tenente.No. I feigned acquaintance. It was half of the brigata Basilicata. Did you have any beautiful adventuresYes. They want to get you the medaglia dargento but perhaps they can get only the bronze.

And you call me CatherineCatherine. You only pretend to be American. They were moderately clean. I said. you cant kiss me here.You dont wear himNo. whether or not things were obtainable. His right hand left the wheel and opened a button on his tunic and pulled it out from under his shirt.No. You walk up and down. Everything seemed in good condition. Incurred in the line of duty.Better not drink too much brandy then. the broken houses of the little town that was to be taken.The next afternoon I went to call on Miss Barkley again. They were going to put over another bridge when the bombardment started and some troops were to cross at the shallows up above at the bend of the river.

All bersaglieriI think so. and then I heard close to me some one saying Mama Mia Oh. he said.Im going on. I could go to Spain if there was no war. The tall English driver came around and looked in. Every day I learn to do things smoother and better. one of the other captains said. 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. The forest had been green in the summer when we had come into the town but now there were the stumps and the broken trunks and the ground torn up. I said.Good Christ I said.They are big through the chest by measurement.Its Manera. I waked the orderly and he poured mineral water on the dressings.She looked down at the grass.

 One thing after another. the tiny man with the long thin neck and the goat beard.He shook his head. wop. But the Italians had crossed and spread out a little way on the far side to hold about a mile and a half on the Austrian side of the river. They come and make you be a soldier again. But youre very nice.Dont bring Caruso. she said. I thought she was probably a little crazy. I saw he wore gloves. You see Im not mad and Im not gone off.There are no forks. they would. I practised with it.It belonged to a boy who was killed last year.