第21部分(第1/8 頁)

ide　my　shirt　and　trousers　so　that　it　was　inside　the　leg　of　my　breeches。　I　slept　all　night；　waking　at　Brescia　and　Verona　when　more　men　got　on　the　train；　but　going　back　to　sleep　at　once。　I　had　my　head　on　one　of　the　musettes　and　my　arms　around　the　other　and　I　could　feel　the　pack　and　they　could　all　walk　over　me　if　they　wouldn't　step　on　me。　Men　were　sleeping　on　the　floor　all　down　the　corridor。　Others　stood　holding　on　to　the　window　rods　or　leaning　against　the　doors。　That　train　was　always　crowded。

BOOK　THREE

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Now　in　the　fall　the　trees　were　all　bare　and　the　roads　were　muddy。　I　rode　to　Gorizia　from　Udine　on　a　camion。　We　passed　other　camions　on　the　road　and　I　looked　at　the　country。　The　mulberry　trees　were　bare　and　the　fields　were　brown。　There　were　wet　dead　leaves　on　the　road　from　the　rows　of　bare　trees　and　men　were　working　on　the　road；　tamping　stone　in　the　ruts　from　piles　of　crushed　stone　along　the　side　of　the　road　between　the　trees。　We　saw　the　town　with　a　mist　over　it　that　cut　off　the　mountains。　We　crossed　the　river　and　I　saw　that　it　was　running　high。　It　had　been　raining　in　the　mountains。　We　came　into　the　town　past　the　factories　and　then　the　houses　and　villas　and　I　saw　that　many　more　houses　had　been　hit。　On　a　narrow　street　we　passed　a　British　Red　Cross　ambulance。　The　driver　wore　a　cap　and　his　face　was　thin　and　very　tanned。　I　did　not　know　him。　I　got　down　from　the　camion　in　the　big　square　in　front　of　the　Town　Major's　house；　the　driver　handed　down　my　rucksack　a