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"
It
’
s
Manera
.
We
went
for
a
stretcher
but
there
wasn
’
t
any
.
How
are
you
,
Tenente
?
"
"
Where
is
Gordini
and
Gavuzzi
?
"
"
Gordini
’
s
at
the
post
getting
bandaged
.
Gavuzzi
has
your
legs
.
Hold
on
to
my
neck
,
Tenente
.
Are
you
badly
hit
?
"
"
In
the
leg
.
How
is
Gordini
?
"
"
He
’
s
all
right
.
It
was
a
big
trench
mortar
shell
.
"
"
Passini
’
s
dead
.
"
"
Yes
.
He
’
s
dead
.
"
A
shell
fell
close
and
they
both
dropped
to
the
ground
and
dropped
me
.
"
I
’
m
sorry
,
Tenente
,
"
said
Manera
.
"
Hang
onto
my
neck
.
"
"
If
you
drop
me
again
.
"
"
It
was
because
we
were
scared
.
"
