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"
I
see
.
"
"
Couldn
’
t
you
take
me
no
place
else
?
"
"
If
it
was
closer
to
the
front
I
could
take
you
to
a
first
medical
post
.
But
back
here
you
’
ve
got
to
have
papers
.
"
"
If
I
go
back
they
’
ll
make
me
get
operated
on
and
then
they
’
ll
put
me
in
the
line
all
the
time
.
"
I
thought
it
over
.
"
You
wouldn
’
t
want
to
go
in
the
line
all
the
time
,
would
you
?
"
he
asked
.
"
No
.
"
"
Jesus
Christ
,
ain
’
t
this
a
goddam
war
?
"
"
Listen
,
"
I
said
.
"
You
get
out
and
fall
down
by
the
road
and
get
a
bump
on
your
head
and
I
’
ll
pick
you
up
on
our
way
back
and
take
you
to
a
hospital
.
We
’
ll
stop
by
the
road
here
,
Aldo
.
"
We
stopped
at
the
side
of
the
road
.
I
helped
him
down
.
"
I
’
ll
be
right
here
,
lieutenant
,
"
he
said
.
