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That
night
we
helped
empty
the
field
hospitals
that
had
been
set
up
in
the
least
ruined
villages
of
the
plateau
,
taking
the
wounded
down
to
Plava
on
the
river
-
bed
:
and
the
next
day
hauled
all
day
in
the
rain
to
evacuate
the
hospitals
and
clearing
station
at
Plava
.
It
rained
steadily
and
the
army
of
the
Bainsizza
moved
down
off
the
plateau
in
the
October
rain
and
across
the
river
where
the
great
victories
had
commenced
in
the
spring
of
that
year
.
We
came
into
Gorizia
in
the
middle
of
the
next
day
.
The
rain
had
stopped
and
the
town
was
nearly
empty
.
As
we
came
up
the
street
they
were
loading
the
girls
from
the
soldiers
’
whorehouse
into
a
truck
.
There
were
seven
girls
and
they
had
on
their
hats
and
coats
and
carried
small
suitcases
.
Two
of
them
were
crying
.
Of
the
others
one
smiled
at
us
and
put
out
her
tongue
and
fluttered
it
up
and
down
.
She
had
thick
full
lips
and
black
eyes
.
I
stopped
the
car
and
went
over
and
spoke
to
the
matron
.
The
girls
from
the
officers
’
house
had
left
early
that
morning
,
she
said
.
Where
were
they
going
?
To
Conegliano
,
she
said
.
The
truck
started
.
The
girl
with
thick
lips
put
out
her
tongue
again
at
us
.
The
matron
waved
.
The
two
girls
kept
on
crying
.
The
others
looked
interestedly
out
at
the
town
.
I
got
back
in
the
car
.
"
We
ought
to
go
with
them
,
"
Bonello
said
.
"
That
would
be
a
good
trip
.
"
"
We
’
ll
have
a
good
trip
,
"
I
said
.
"
We
’
ll
have
a
hell
of
a
trip
.
"
"
That
’
s
what
I
mean
,
"
I
said
.
We
came
up
the
drive
to
the
villa
.
"
I
’
d
like
to
be
there
when
some
of
those
tough
babies
climb
in
and
try
and
hop
them
.
"
"
You
think
they
will
?
"
"
Sure
.
Everybody
in
the
Second
Army
knows
that
matron
.
"
