ide my shirt and trousers so that it was inside the leg of my breeches。 I slept all night； waking at Brescia and Verona when more men got on the train； but going back to sleep at once。 I had my head on one of the musettes and my arms around the other and I could feel the pack and they could all walk over me if they wouldn't step on me。 Men were sleeping on the floor all down the corridor。 Others stood holding on to the window rods or leaning against the doors。 That train was always crowded。
BOOK THREE
25
Now in the fall the trees were all bare and the roads were muddy。 I rode to Gorizia from Udine on a camion。 We passed other camions on the road and I looked at the country。 The mulberry trees were bare and the fields were brown。 There were wet dead leaves on the road from the rows of bare trees and men were working on the road； tamping stone in the ruts from piles of crushed stone along the side of the road between the trees。 We saw the town with a mist over it that cut off the mountains。 We crossed the river and I saw that it was running high。 It had been raining in the mountains。 We came into the town past the factories and then the houses and villas and I saw that many more houses had been hit。 On a narrow street we passed a British Red Cross ambulance。 The driver wore a cap and his face was thin and very tanned。 I did not know him。 I got down from the camion in the big square in front of the Town Major's house； the driver handed down my rucksack and I put it on and swung on the two musettes and walked to our villa。 It did not feel like a homeing。
I walked down the damp gravel driveway looking at the villa through the trees。 The windows were all shut but the door was open。 I went in and found the major sitting at a table in the bare room with maps and typed sheets of paper on the wall。
〃Hello；〃 he said。 〃How are you？〃 He looked older and drier。
〃I'm good；〃 I said。 〃How is everything？〃
〃It's all over；〃 he said。 〃Take off your kit and sit down。〃 I put my pack and the two musettes on the floor and my cap on the pack。 I brought the other chair over from the wall and sat down by the desk。
〃It's been a bad summer；〃 the major said。 〃Are you strong now？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃Did you ever get the decorations？〃
〃Yes。 I got them fine。 Thank you very much。〃
〃Let's see them。〃
I opened my cape so he could see the two ribbons。
〃Did you get the boxes with the medals？〃
〃No。 Just the papers。〃
〃The boxes will e later。 That takes more time。〃
〃What do you want me to do？〃
〃The cars are all away。 There are six up north at Caporetto。 You know Caporetto？〃
〃Yes；〃 I said。 I remembered it as a little white town with a campanile in a valley。 It was a clean little town and there was a fine fountain in the square。
〃They are working from there。 There are many sick now。 The fighting is over。〃
〃Where are the others？〃
〃There are two up in the mountains and four still on the Bainsizza。 The other two ambulance sections are in the Carso with the third army。〃
〃What do you wish me to do？〃
〃You can go and take over the four cars on the Bainsizza if you like。 Gino has been up there a long time。 You haven't seen it up there； have you？〃
〃No。〃
〃It was very bad。 We lost three cars。〃
〃I heard about it。〃
〃Yes； Rinaldi wrote you。〃
〃Where is Rinaldi？〃
〃He is here at the hospital。 He has had a summer and fall of it。〃
〃I believe it。〃
〃It has been bad；〃 the major said。 〃You couldn't believe how bad it's been。 I've often thought you were lucky to be hit when you were。〃
〃I know I was。〃
〃Next year will be worse；〃 the major said。 〃Perhaps they will attack now。 They say they are to attack but I can't believe it。 It is too late。 You saw the river？〃
〃Yes。 It's high already。〃
〃I don't believe they will attack now that the rains have started。 We will have the snow soon。 What about your countrymen？ Will there be other Americans besides yourself？〃
〃They are training an army of ten million。〃
〃I hope we get some of them。 But the French will hog them all。 We'll never get any down here。 All right。 You stay here to…night and go out to…morrow with the little car and send Gino back。 I'll send somebody with you that knows the road。 Gino will tell you everything。 They are shelling quite a little still but it is all over。 You will want to see the Bainsizza。〃
〃I'm glad to see it。 I am glad to be back with you again； Signor Maggiore。〃
He smiled。 〃You are very good to say so。 I am very tired of this war。 If I was away I do not believe I would e back。〃
〃Is it so bad？〃
〃Yes。 It is so bad and worse。 Go get cleaned up and find your friend Rinaldi。〃
I went out and carried my bags up the stairs。 Rinaldi was not in the room but his things were there and I sat down on the bed and unwrapped my puttees and took the shoe off my right foot。 Then I lay back on the bed。 I was tired and my right foot hurt。 It seemed silly to lie on the bed with one shoe off； so I sat up and unlaced the other shoe and dropped it on the floor； then lay back on the blanket again。 The room was stuffy with the window closed but I was too tired to get up and open it。 I saw my things were all in one corner of the room。 Outside it was getting dark。 I lay on the bed and thought about Catherine and waited for Rinaldi。 I was going to try not to think about Catherine except at night before I went to sleep。 But now I was tired and there was nothing to do； so I lay and thought about her。 I was thinking about her when Rinaldi came in。 He looked just the same。 Perhaps he was a little thinner。
〃Well； baby；〃 he said。 I sat up on the bed。 He came over； sat down and put his arm around me。 〃Good old baby。〃 He whacked me on the back and I held both his arms。
〃Old baby；〃 he said。 〃Let me see your knee。〃
〃I'll have to take off my pants。〃
〃Take off your pants； baby。 We're all friends here。 I want to see what kind of a job they did。〃 I stood up； took off the breeches and pulled off the knee…brace。 Rinaldi sat on the floor and bent the knee gently back and forth。 He ran his finger along the scar； put his thumbs together over the kneecap and rocked the knee gently with his fingers。
〃Is that all the articulation you have？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃It's a crime to send you back。 They ought to get plete articulation。〃
〃It's a lot better than it was。 It was stiff as a board。〃
Rinaldi bent it more。 I watched his hands。 He had fine surgeon's hands。 I looked at the top of his head； his hair shiny and parted smoothly。 He bent the knee too far。
〃Ouch！〃 I said。
〃You ought to have more treatment on it with the machines；〃 Rinaldi said。
〃It's better than it was。〃
〃I see that； baby。 This is something I know more about than you。〃 He stood up and sat down on the bed。 〃The knee itself is a good job。〃 He was through with the knee。 〃Tell me all about everything。〃
〃There's nothing to tell；〃 I said。 〃I've led a quiet life。〃
〃You act like a married man；〃 he said。 〃What's the matter with you？〃
〃Nothing；〃 I said。 〃What's the matter with you？〃
〃This war is killing me；〃 Rinaldi said； 〃I am very depressed by it。〃 He folded his hands over his knee。
〃Oh；〃 I said。
〃What's the matter？ Can't I even have human impulses？〃
〃No。 I can see you've been having a fine time。 Tell me。〃
〃All summer and all fall I've operated。 I work all the time。 I do everybody's work。 All the hard ones they leave to me。 By God； baby； I am being a lovely surgeon。〃
〃That sounds better。〃
〃I never think。 No； by God； I don't think； I operate。〃
〃That's right。〃
〃But now； baby； it's all over。 I don't operate now and I feel like hell。 This is a terrible war； baby。 You believe me when I say it。 Now you cheer me up。 Did you bring the phonograph records？〃
〃Yes。〃
They were wrapped in paper in a cardboard box in my rucksack。 I was too tired to get them out。
〃Don't you feel good yourself； baby？〃
〃I feel like hell。〃
〃This war is terrible；〃 Rinaldi said。 〃e on。 We'll both get drunk and be cheerful。 Then we'll go get the ashes dragged。 Then we'll feel fine。〃
〃I've had the jaundice；〃 I said； 〃and I can't get drunk。〃
〃Oh； baby； how you've e back to me。 You e back serious and with a liver。 I tell you this war is a bad thing。 Why did we make it anyway。〃
〃We'll have a drink。 I don't want to get drunk but we'll have a drink。〃
Rinaldi went across the room to the washstand and brought back two glasses and a bottle of cognac。
〃It's Austrian cognac；〃 he said。 〃Seven stars。 It's all they captured on San Gabriele。〃
〃Were you up there？〃
〃No。 I haven't been anywhere。 I've been here all the time operating。 Look； baby； this is your old tooth…brushing glass。 I kept it all the time to remind me of you。〃
〃To remind you to brush your teeth。〃
〃No。 I have my own too。 I kept this to remind me of you trying to brush away the Villa Rossa from your teeth in the morning； swearing and eating aspirin and cursing harlots。 Every time I see that glass I think of you trying to clean your conscience with a toothbrush。〃 He came over to the bed。 〃Kiss me once and tell me you're not serious。〃
〃I never kiss you。 You're an ape。〃
〃I know； you are the fine good Anglo…Saxon boy。 I know。 You are the remorse boy； I know。 I will wait till I see the Anglo…Saxon brushing away harlotry with a toothbrush。〃
〃Put some cognac in the glass。〃
We touched glasses and drank。 Rinaldi laughed at me。
〃I will get you drunk and take out your liver and put you in a good Italian liver and make you a man again。〃
I held the glass for some more cognac。 It was dark outside now。 Holding the glass of cognac； I went over and opened the window。 The rain had stopped falling。 It was colder outside and there was a mist in the trees。
〃Don't throw the cognac out the window；〃 Rinaldi said。 〃If you can't drink it give it to me。〃
〃Go something yourself；〃 I said。 I was glad to see Rinaldi again。 He had spent two years teasing me and I had always liked it。 We understood each other very well。
〃Are you married？〃 he asked from the bed。 I was standing against the wall by the window。
〃Not yet。〃
〃Are you in love？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃With that English girl？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃Poor baby。 Is she good to you？〃
〃Of course。〃
〃I mean is she good to you practically speaking？〃
〃Shut up。〃
〃I will。 You will see I am a man of extreme delicacy。 Does she……？〃
〃Rinin；〃 I said。 〃Please shut up。 If you want to be my friend； shut up。〃
〃I don't want to be your friend； baby。 I am your friend。〃
〃Then shut up。〃
〃All right。〃
I went over to the bed and sat down beside Rinaldi。 He was holding his glass and looking at the floor。
〃You see how it is； Rinin？〃
〃Oh； yes。 All my life I encounter sacred subjects。 But very few with you。 I suppose you must have them too。〃 He looked at the floor。
〃You haven't any？〃
〃Not any？〃
〃No。〃
〃I can say this about your mother and that about your sister？〃
〃And that about your sister；〃 Rinaldi said swiftly。 We both laughed。
〃The old superman；〃 I said。
〃I am jealous maybe；〃 Rinaldi said。
〃No； you're not。〃
〃I don't mean like that。 I mean something else。 Have you any married friends？〃
〃Yes；〃 I said。
〃I haven't；〃 Rinaldi said。 〃Not if they love each other。〃
〃Why not？〃
〃They don't like me。〃
〃Why not？〃
〃I am the snake。 I am the snake of reason。〃
〃You're getting it mixed。 The apple was reason。〃
〃No； it was the snake。〃
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