Прощай, оружие!

Chapter 21

           Theythoughtonlyindivisionsandman-power.Theyallsquabbledaboutdivisionsandonlykilledthemwhentheygotthem.Theywereallcooked.TheGermanswonthevictories.ByGodtheyweresoldiers.TheoldHunwasasoldier.Buttheywerecookedtoo.Wewereallcooked.IaskedaboutRussia.Hesaidtheywerecookedalready.I’dsoonseetheywerecooked.ThentheAustrianswerecookedtoo.IftheygotsomeHundivisionstheycoulddoit.Didhethinktheywouldattackthisfall?Ofcoursetheywould.TheItalianswerecooked.Everybodyknewtheywerecooked.TheoldHunwouldcomedownthroughtheTrentinoandcuttherailwayatVicenzaandthenwherewouldtheItaliansbe?Theytriedthatin’sixteen,Isaid.NotwithGermans.Yes,Isaid.Buttheyprobablywouldn’tdothat,hesaid.Itwastoosimple.They’dtrysomethingcomplicatedandgetroyallycooked.Ihadtogo,Isaid.Ihadtogetbacktothehospital."Good-by,"hesaid.Thencheerily,"Everysortofluck!"Therewasagreatcontrastbetweenhisworldpessimismandpersonalcheeriness.

           Istoppedatabarbershopandwasshavedandwenthometothehospital.Mylegwasaswellasitwouldgetforalongtime.Ihadbeenupforexaminationthreedaysbefore.TherewerestillsometreatmentstotakebeforemycourseattheOspedale.

           MaggiorewasfinishedandIwalkedalongthesidestreetpractisingnotlimping.Anoldmanwascuttingsilhouettesunderanarcade.Istoppedtowatchhim.

Настройки
Фон страницы
Размер шрифта
Межстрочный интервал
Фразовые глаголы
Показать / Скрыть меню
Шрифт
Roboto Lora
Уведомления
Страница 148 из 343