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The
next
afternoon
I
went
to
call
on
Miss
Barkley
again
.
She
was
not
in
the
garden
and
I
went
to
the
side
door
of
the
villa
where
the
ambulances
drove
up
.
Inside
I
saw
the
head
nurse
,
who
said
Miss
Barkley
was
on
duty
—
"
there
’
s
a
war
on
,
you
know
.
"
I
said
I
knew
.
"
You
’
re
the
American
in
the
Italian
army
?
"
she
asked
.
"
Yes
,
ma
’
am
.
"
"
How
did
you
happen
to
do
that
?
Why
didn
’
t
you
join
up
with
us
?
"
"
I
don
’
t
know
,
"
I
said
.
"
Could
I
join
now
?
"
"
I
’
m
afraid
not
now
.
Tell
me
.
Why
did
you
join
up
with
the
Italians
?
"
"
I
was
in
Italy
,
"
I
said
,
"
and
I
spoke
Italian
.
"
"
Oh
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
’
m
learning
it
.
It
’
s
beautiful
language
.
"
"
Somebody
said
you
should
be
able
to
learn
it
in
two
weeks
.
"
