Hell say I did it on purpose.Yes. she said.

 You dont have to pretend you love me
 You dont have to pretend you love me. The captain was having a great success with finger games. In the jolt of my head I heard somebody crying. That should handle them.Kiss me. The dead were off to one side. it was slow in the traffic. because they did not bombard it to destroy it but only a little in a military way. As soon as I get the papers on these wounded Ill take you along the road and drop you with your medical officers.Four for 105. the basins and the stoppered bottles. I looked at the board tables. It tells you about those priests. You know more about it than I do.Its a silly front.

 didnt IShe was looking at me in the dark.We looked at Rinaldi talking with the other nurse. It was really very large and beautiful and there were fine trees in the grounds. Then I forgot about him.You ought to have let me know. His nose was skinned and there was dust on the bloody patch and dust in his hair.Ill go and see now. said the major. I will send the liaison officer. He brought them over to me. Stop it.Dont get angry. I said.Passini shook his head. I said.

 Stupid. the window open and the sunlight coming into the room. Most of the helmets were too big and came down almost over the ears of the men who wore them.Youre not a Catholic. I knew I did not love Catherine Barkley nor had any idea of loving her. Hes a better man than I am. TaorminaYou talk like a timetable. You take it. I said. I lay still and let the pain ride.Are you unwoundedWe are both wounded a little. Dont you read it. for you have sinned.Wait a minute. She stood up and put out her hand.

 And then you are so very beautiful. They come back for me. One side must stop fighting.Ah. No. They were a real mask. Now everything is arranged. They will love you like a son. They were sweaty. Im learning it.No. We will convert him.Look. Always with the girls. they would not be loaded.

 I felt it against the back of the chair. I took another mouthful and some cheese and a rinse of wine. a hard bright burst and flash and then gray smoke that blew across the road. Really. the instruments shining in the light. Here now we have beautiful girls.At dinner I ate very quickly and left for the villa where the British had their hospital. I thought I was coming back.Not true asked the captain. and found we still lived in the same house and that it all looked the same as when I had left it. said Miss Ferguson. I said.Its not serious I hope.We wont quarrel. It looked wide and well made with a good grade and the turns looked very impressive where you could see them through openings in the forest on the mountain side.

 great general but he looked like a man. said the major. The captain was having a great success with finger games.Wonderful. and the argument went on.Hows everythingNot so bad. How are you. Jt was warm and like the spring and I walked down the alleyway of trees. the gas mask in an oblong tin can.Im not. It would only be worse if we stopped fighting. maybe yes. she said. didnt youYes. then stopped and kissed her.

 I would eat quickly and go and see Catherine Barkley. Again the candlelight made its shadows on the wall.Oh. Its been in there too long.He cant do anything about it anyway. A shell had fallen and while we waited three others fell up the road. I said and poured the basin full of water. To your valorous wounds. They were moderately clean. I do sometimes. I watched the snow falling. is a short cut. I said. But I am telling it for our priest here. There was nothing to write about.

 It would only be worse if we stopped fighting. Tenente.Youre dirty. You do not really like it. I opened the capsule and spilled him out into my hand. I said. That day I visited the posts in the mountains and was back in town late in the afternoon. he said. Im something called a V. I said. the dust rising from the wheels and going off through the trees. I knew. It was Passini and when I touched him he screamed.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. If there is a war I suppose we must attack.

 Tenente. Some one probably got it at one of the dressing stations. He had not had it but he understood that I had really wanted to go to the Abruzzi but had not gone and we were still friends. helping ourselves to wine from the grasscovered gallon flask; it swung in a metal cradle and you pulled the neck of the flask down with the forefinger and the wine. They say if you can prove you did any heroic act you can get the silver. a noble man and with whose injustice. Helen Ferguson.Bersaglieri have run too. English goddess. FrancoI am all right. He had not felt bad but now the shoulder had stiffened. One of the medical captains said the attack had been put forward an hour. I dressed. Passini was quiet now. I am very moved to see you badly wounded.

 higher snow mountains. I liked to watch her move.Priest wants us never to attack.There was great laughter from everybody. You love EnglandNot too well. Miss Barkley prefers you to me. Thats where the money comes from. After I was wounded I never found him. Your lovely cool goddess.She laughed. Maria. That left three. to take a shower. The others were shouting. Messina.

They were all eating. Well crack in France. You do not really like it. holding their chins close over the basin. It is disgraceful. One leg was gone and the other was held by tendons and part of the trouser and the stump twitched and jerked as though it were not connected.Thats splendid. Theres more snow there than here. His legs were toward me and I saw in the dark and the light that they were both smashed above the knee. I thought it would be worse for him. At this point the priest left and I told the story about the travelling salesman who arrived at five oclock in the morning at Marseilles when the mistral was blowing.Who goes to the attack asked Gavuzzi. 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.There arent enough troops here for a real attack. Passini said.

 jaundice. He had been in the war in Libya and wore two woundstripes. Well stop by the road here. Yes.I will send Miss Barkley. I said and went back to the house and drank another bowl of coffee at the mess table. The British had come with three ambulances and they had two men on each ambulance. is a short cut.Have you ever loved any oneNo. Not in this ambulance business. Because we would not wear any clothes because it was so hot and the window open and the swallows flying over the roofs of the houses and when it was dark afterward and you went to the window very small bats hunting over the houses and close down over the trees and we would drink the capri and the door locked and it hot and only a sheet and the whole night and we would both love each other all night in the hot night in Milan.Whats the matter nowNew rings. Im sorry for your head. Then the major told the story of the eleven Czechoslovaks and the Hungarian corporal. Get well soon.

 Ill paint all this and Does that sting Good. bound in leather. You wont go awayNo. He made a gesture and laughed loudly. the trees around the square and the long avenue of trees that led to the square; these with there being girls in the town.Theyll shell the   out of us. I would go crazy. Its in the bulletin. Now they try to forget it. Those postcards would be very fine in America; strange and mysterious. It is a noble organization. I said. Gavuzzi has your legs. she said.A showI dont think its anything.

Captain doctor (interested in something he was finding). I lied.Thats awfully nice. Henry. Oh Jesus shoot me Christ shoot me mama mia mama Mia oh purest lovely Mary shoot me.You speak English he asked. Name he asked softly. I said.Who goes to the attack asked Gavuzzi. The pain hasnt started yet. good luck and Vive la France. I forget exactly what they were. The afternoon was a quiet time.Lets drop it anyway. I liked to watch her move.

 He looked like a king. baby. The wine was bad but not dull. I said.No. The only son of the American Ambassador. sometimes it backed on a turn. then it pattered into a stream. It was Passini and when I touched him he screamed. an ambulance was waiting by the side door and inside the door. I will write you cards to my family in Amalfi. helping ourselves to wine from the grasscovered gallon flask; it swung in a metal cradle and you pulled the neck of the flask down with the forefinger and the wine.Are you hit badly he asked. I kissed both her shut eyes. Dont you want us never to attackNo.

 I think so.Hows everythingNot so bad. I wont kiss you if you dont want. But its very beautiful. went to call on Miss Barkley. The others were shouting. she said.An outside nation cant make you be a soldier. Hes very good. The afternoon was a quiet time. We dont go out. Somebody was singing. which was protected by a shoulder of the mountain. and if the car went especially fast it was probably the King. baby.

 But dont bring a lot of Italians. It was a nasty place and the Austrians should not have let them hold it. But they are still fools. are youNo. He said that if the thing went well he would see that I was decorated. Tell me exactly what happened. He had always known what I did not know and what. Miss Barkley was in the garden. I learn how to do it.He was gone. drink that. fast and shallow.Hell say I did it on purpose.Yes. she said.