第9部分(第4/7 頁)

ping　them　for　the　pleasure　of　dugout　hiders　in　the　rear。〃

〃Poor　Rinaldi；〃　I　said。　〃All　alone　at　the　war　with　no　new　girls。〃

Rinaldi　poured　himself　another　glass　of　the　cognac。

〃I　don't　think　it　will　hurt　you；　baby。　You　take　it。〃

I　drank　the　cognac　and　felt　it　warm　all　the　way　down。　Rinaldi　poured　another　glass。　He　was　quieter　now。　He　held　up　the　glass。　〃To　your　valorous　wounds。　To　the　silver　medal。　Tell　me；　baby；　when　you　lie　here　all　the　time　in　the　hot　weather　don't　you　get　excited？〃

〃Sometimes。〃

〃I　can't　imagine　lying　like　that。　I　would　go　crazy。〃

〃You　are　crazy。〃

〃I　wish　you　were　back。　No　one　to　e　in　at　night　from　adventures。　No　one　to　make　fun　of。　No　one　to　lend　me　money。　No　blood　brother　and　roommate。　Why　do　you　get　yourself　wounded？〃

〃You　can　make　fun　of　the　priest。〃

〃That　priest。　It　isn't　me　that　makes　fun　of　him。　It　is　the　captain。　I　like　him。　If　you　must　have　a　priest　have　that　priest。　He's　ing　to　see　you。　He　makes　big　preparations。〃

〃I　like　him。〃

〃Oh；　I　knew　it。　Sometimes　I　think　you　and　he　are　a　little　that　way。　You　know。〃

〃No；　you　don't。〃

〃Yes；　I　do　sometimes。　A　little　that　way　like　the　number　of　the　first　regiment　of　the　Brigata　Ancona。〃

〃Oh；　go　to　hell。〃

He　stood　up　and　put　on　his　gloves。

〃Oh　I　love　to　tease　you；　baby。　With　your　priest　and　your　English　girl；　and　really　you　are　just　like　me　underneath。〃

〃No；　I'm　not。〃

〃Yes；　we　are。　You　are　really　an　Italian。　All　fire　and　smoke　and　nothing　inside。　You　only　pretend　to　be　American。　We　are　brothers　and　we　love　each　other。〃

〃Be　good　while　I'm　gone；〃　I　said。

〃I　will　send　Miss　Barkley。　You　are　better　with　her　without　me。　You　are　purer　and　sweeter。〃

〃Oh；　go　to　he