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"
Here
is
the
American
Tenente
,
"
he
said
in
Italian
.
"
I
’
d
rather
wait
,
"
I
said
.
"
There
are
much
worse
wounded
than
me
.
I
’
m
all
right
.
"
"
Come
,
come
,
"
he
said
.
"
Don
’
t
be
a
bloody
hero
.
"
Then
in
Italian
:
"
Lift
him
very
carefully
about
the
legs
.
His
legs
are
very
painful
.
He
is
the
legitimate
son
of
President
Wilson
.
"
They
picked
me
up
and
took
me
into
the
dressing
room
.
Inside
they
were
operating
on
all
the
tables
.
The
little
major
looked
at
us
furious
.
He
recognized
me
and
waved
a
forceps
.
"
Ça
va
bien
?
"
"
Ça
va
.
"
"
I
have
brought
him
in
,
"
the
tall
Englishman
said
in
Italian
.
"
The
only
son
of
the
American
Ambassador
.
He
can
be
here
until
you
are
ready
to
take
him
.
Then
I
will
take
him
with
my
first
load
.
"
He
bent
over
me
.
"
I
’
ll
look
up
their
adjutant
to
do
your
papers
and
it
will
all
go
much
faster
.
"
He
stooped
to
go
under
the
doorway
and
went
out
.
The
major
was
unhooking
the
forceps
now
,
dropping
them
in
a
basin
.
I
followed
his
hands
with
my
eyes
.
Now
he
was
bandaging
.
Then
the
stretcher
-
bearers
took
the
man
off
the
table
.
"
I
’
ll
take
the
American
Tenente
,
"
one
of
the
captains
said
.
They
lifted
me
onto
the
table
.
It
was
hard
and
slippery
.
There
were
many
strong
smells
,
chemical
smells
and
the
sweet
smell
of
blood
.
They
took
off
my
trousers
and
the
medical
captain
commenced
dictating
to
the
sergeant
-
adjutant
while
he
worked
,
"
Multiple
superficial
wounds
of
the
left
and
right
thigh
and
left
and
right
knee
and
right
foot
.
Profound
wounds
of
right
knee
and
foot
.
Lacerations
of
the
scalp
(
he
probed
—
Does
that
hurt
?
—
Christ
,
yes
!
)
with
possible
fracture
of
the
skull
.
Incurred
in
the
line
of
duty
.
That
’
s
what
keeps
you
from
being
court
-
martialled
for
self
-
inflicted
wounds
,
"
he
said
.
"
Would
you
like
a
drink
of
brandy
?
How
did
you
run
into
this
thing
anyway
?
What
were
you
trying
to
do
?
Commit
suicide
?
Antitetanus
please
,
and
mark
a
cross
on
both
legs
.
Thank
you
.
I
’
ll
clean
this
up
a
little
,
wash
it
out
,
and
put
on
a
dressing
.
Your
blood
coagulates
beautifully
.
"
The
adjutant
,
looking
up
from
the
paper
,
"
What
inflicted
the
wounds
?
"
The
medical
captain
,
"
What
hit
you
?
"
