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〃In the legs。〃
〃It's not serious I hope。 Will you have a cigarette？〃
〃Thanks。〃
〃They tell me you've lost two drivers。〃
〃Yes。 One killed and the fellow that brought you。〃
〃What rotten luck。 Would you like us to take the cars？〃
〃That's what I wanted to ask you。〃
〃We'd take quite good care of them and return them to the villa。 206 aren't you？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃It's a charming place。 I've seen you about。 They tell me you're an American。〃
〃Yes。〃
〃I'm English。〃
〃No！〃
〃Yes； English。 Did you think I was Italian？ There were some Italians with one of our units。〃
〃It would be fine if you would take the cars；〃 I said。
〃We'll be most careful of them；〃 he straightened up。 〃This chap of yours was very anxious for me to see you。〃 He patted Gordini on the shoulder。 Gordini winced and smiled。 The Englishman broke into voluble and perfect Italian。 〃Now everything is arranged。 I've seen your Tenente。 We will take over the two cars。 You won't worry now。〃 He broke off； 〃I must do something about getting you out of here。 I'll see the medical wallahs。 We'll take you back with us。〃
He walked across to the dressing station； stepping carefully among the wounded。 I saw the blanket open； the light came out and he went in。
〃He will look after you； Tenente；〃 Gordini said。
〃How are you； Franco？〃
〃I am all right。〃 He sat down beside me。 In a moment the blanket in front of the dressing station opened and two stretcherbearers came out followed by the tall Englishman。 He brought them over to me。
〃Here is the American Tenente；〃 he said in Italian。
〃I'd rather wait；〃 I said。 〃There are much worse wounded than me。 I'm all right。〃
〃e； e；〃 he said。 〃Don't be a bloody hero。〃 Then in Italian： 〃Lift him very carefully about the legs。 His legs are very painful。 He is the legitimate son of President Wilson。〃 They picked me up and took me into the dressing room。 Inside they were operating on all the tables。 The little major looked at us furious。 He recognized me and waved a forceps。
〃Ca va bien？〃
〃Ca va。〃
〃I have brought him in；〃 the tall Englishman said in Italian。 〃The only son of the American Ambassador。 He can be here until you are ready to take him。 Then I will take him with my first load。〃 He bent over me。 〃I'll look up their adjutant to do your papers and it will all go much faster。〃 He stooped to go under the doorway and went out。 The major was unhooking the forceps now； dropping them in a basin。 I followed his hands with my eyes。 Now he was bandaging。 Then the stretcher…bearers took the man off the table。
〃I'll take the American Tenente；〃 one of the captains said。 They lifted me onto the table。 It was hard and slippery。 There were many strong smells； chemical smells and the sweet smell of blood。 They took off my trousers and the medical captain menced dictating to the sergeant…adjutant while he worked； 〃Multiple superficial wounds of the left and right thigh and left and right knee and right foot。 Profound wounds of right knee and foot。 Lacerations of the scalp （he probed……Does that hurt？……Christ； yes！） with possible fracture of the skull。 Incurred in the line of duty。 That's what keeps you from being court…martialled for self…inflicted wounds；〃 he said。 〃Would you like a drink of brandy？ How did you run into this thing anyway？ What were you trying to do？ mit suicide？ Antitetanus please； and mark a cross on both legs。 Thank you。 I'll clean this up a little； wash it out； and put on a dressing。 Your blood coagulates beautifully。〃
The adjutant； looking up from the paper； 〃What inflicted the wounds？〃
The medical captain； 〃What hit you？〃
Me； with the eyes shut； 〃A trench mortar shell。〃
The captain； doing things that hurt sharply and severing tissue……〃Are you sure？〃
Me……trying to lie still and feeling my stomach flutter when the flesh was cut； 〃I think so。〃
Captain doctor……（interested in something he was finding）； 〃Fragments of enemy trench…mortar shell。 Now I'll probe for some of this if you like but it's not necessary。 I'll paint all this and……Does that sting？ Good； that's nothing to how it will feel later。 The pain hasn't started yet。 Bring him a glass of brandy。 The shock dulls the pain； but this is all right； you have nothing to worry about if it doesn't infect and it rarely does now。 How is your head？〃
〃Good Christ〃 I said。
〃Better not drink too much brandy then。 If you've got a fracture you don't want inflammation。 How does that feel？〃
Sweat ran all over me。
〃Good Christ！〃 I said。
〃I guess you've got a fracture all right。 I'll wrap you up and don't bounce your head around。〃 He bandaged； his hands moving very fast and the bandage ing taut and sure。 〃All right； good luck and Vive la France。〃
〃He's an American；〃 one of the other captains said。
〃I thought you said he was a Frenchman。 He talks French；〃 the captain said。 〃I've known him before。 I always thought he was French。〃 He drank a half tumbler of cognac。 〃Bring on something serious。 Get some more of that Antitetanus。〃 The captain waved to me。 They lifted me and the blanket…flap went across my face as we went out。 Outside the sergeant…adjutant knelt down beside me where I lay； 〃Name？〃 he asked softly。 〃Middle name？ First name？ Rank？ Where born？ What class？ What corps？〃 and so on。 〃I'm sorry for your head； Tenente。 I hope you feel better。 I'm sending you now with the English ambulance。〃
〃I'm all right；〃 I said。 〃Thank you very much。〃 The pain that the major had spoken about had started and all that was happening was without interest or relation。 After a while the English ambulance came up and they put me onto a stretcher and lifted the stretcher up to the ambulance level and shoved it in。 There was another stretcher by the side with a man on it whose nose I could see； waxy…looking； out of the bandages。 He breathed very heavily。 There were stretchers lifted and slid into the slings above。 The tall English driver came around and looked in； 〃I'll take it very easily；〃 he said。 〃I hope you'll be fy。〃 I felt the engine start； felt him climb up into the front seat； felt the brake e off and the clutch go in； then we started。 I lay still and let the pain ride。
As the ambulance climbed along the road； it was slow in the traffic； sometimes it stopped； sometimes it backed on a turn； then finally it climbed quite fast。 I felt something dripping。 At first it dropped slowly and regularly； then it pattered into a stream。 I shouted to the driver。 He stopped the car and looked in through the hole behind his seat。
〃What is it？〃
〃The man on the stretcher over me has a hemorrhage。〃
〃We're not far from the top。 I wouldn't be able to get the stretcher out alone。〃 He started the car。 The stream kept on。 In the dark I could not see where it came from the canvas overhead。 I tried to move sideways so that it did not fall on me。 Where it had run down under my shirt it was warm and sticky。 I was cold and my leg hurt so that it made me sick。 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 fortably。
〃How is he？〃 the Englishman called back。
〃We're almost up。〃
〃He's dead I think；〃 I said。
The drops fell very slowly； as they fall from an icicle after the sun has gone。 It was cold in the car in the night as the road climbed。 At the post on the top they took the stretcher out and put another in and we went on。
10
In the ward at the field hospital they told me a visitor was ing to see me in the afternoon。 It was a hot day and there were many flies in the room。 My orderly had cut paper into strips and tied the strips to a stick to make a brush that swished the flies away。 I watched them settle on the ceiling。 When he stopped swishing and fell asleep they came down and I blew them away and finally covered my face with my hands and slept too。 It was very hot and when I woke my legs itched。 I waked the orderly and he poured mineral water on the dressings。 That made the bed damp and cool。 Those of us that were awake talked across the ward。 The afternoon was a quiet time。 In the morning they came to each bed in turn； 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。 It was not a pleasant trip to the dressing room and I did not know until later that beds could be made with men in them。 My orderly had finished pouring water and the bed felt cool and lovely and I was telling him where to scratch on the soles of my feet against the itching when one of the doctors brought in Rinaldi。 He came in very fast and bent down over the bed and kissed me。 I saw he wore gloves。
〃How are you； baby？ How do you feel？ I bring you this……〃 It was a bottle of cognac。 The orderly brought a chair and he sat down； 〃and good news。 You will be decorated。 They want to get you the medaglia d'argento but perhaps they can get only the bronze。〃
〃What for？〃
〃Because you are gravely wounded。 They say if you can prove you did any heroic act you can get the silver。 Otherwise it will be the bronze。 Tell me exactly what happened。 Did you do any heroic act？〃
〃No；〃 I said。 〃I was blown up while we were eating cheese。〃
〃Be serious。 You must have done something