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"
But
now
we
will
shut
up
,
"
Manera
said
.
"
Do
we
eat
yet
,
Tenente
?
"
Gavuzzi
asked
.
"
I
will
go
and
see
,
"
I
said
.
Gordini
stood
up
and
went
outside
with
me
.
"
Is
there
anything
I
can
do
,
Tenente
?
Can
I
help
in
any
way
?
"
He
was
the
quietest
one
of
the
four
.
"
Come
with
me
if
you
want
,
"
I
said
,
"
and
we
’
ll
see
.
"
It
was
dark
outside
and
the
long
light
from
the
search
-
lights
was
moving
over
the
mountains
.
There
were
big
search
-
lights
on
that
front
mounted
on
camions
that
you
passed
sometimes
on
the
roads
at
night
,
close
behind
the
lines
,
the
camion
stopped
a
little
off
the
road
,
an
officer
directing
the
light
and
the
crew
scared
.
We
crossed
the
brickyard
,
and
stopped
at
the
main
dressing
station
.
There
was
a
little
shelter
of
green
branches
outside
over
the
entrance
and
in
the
dark
the
night
wind
rustled
the
leaves
dried
by
the
sun
.
Inside
there
was
a
light
.
The
major
was
at
the
telephone
sitting
on
a
box
.
One
of
the
medical
captains
said
the
attack
had
been
put
forward
an
hour
.
He
offered
me
a
glass
of
cognac
.
I
looked
at
the
board
tables
,
the
instruments
shining
in
the
light
,
the
basins
and
the
stoppered
bottles
.
Gordini
stood
behind
me
.
The
major
got
up
from
the
telephone
.
"
It
starts
now
,
"
he
said
.
"
It
has
been
put
back
again
.
"
I
looked
outside
,
it
was
dark
and
the
Austrian
search
-
lights
were
moving
on
the
mountains
behind
us
.
It
was
quiet
for
a
moment
still
,
then
from
all
the
guns
behind
us
the
bombardment
started
.
"
Savoia
,
"
said
the
major
.
"
About
the
soup
,
major
,
"
I
said
.
He
did
not
hear
me
.
I
repeated
it
.
