第8部分(第3/8 頁)

e　were　not　enough　stretchers。　Some　of　the　wounded　were　noisy　but　most　were　quiet。　The　wind　blew　the　leaves　in　the　bower　over　the　door　of　the　dressing　station　and　the　night　was　getting　cold。　Stretcher…bearers　came　in　all　the　time；　put　their　stretchers　down；　unloaded　them　and　went　away。　As　soon　as　I　got　to　the　dressing　station　Manera　brought　a　medical　sergeant　out　and　he　put　bandages　on　both　my　legs。　He　said　there　was　so　much　dirt　blown　into　the　wound　that　there　had　not　been　much　hemorrhage。　They　would　take　me　as　soon　as　possible。　He　went　back　inside。　Gordini　could　not　drive；　Manera　said。　His　shoulder　was　smashed　and　his　head　was　hurt。　He　had　not　felt　bad　but　now　the　shoulder　had　stiffened。　He　was　sitting　up　beside　one　of　the　brick　walls。　Manera　and　Gavuzzi　each　went　off　with　a　load　of　wounded。　They　could　drive　all　right。　The　British　had　e　with　three　ambulances　and　they　had　two　men　on　each　ambulance。　One　of　their　drivers　came　over　to　me；　brought　by　Gordini　who　looked　very　white　and　sick。　The　Britisher　leaned　over。

〃Are　you　hit　badly？〃　he　asked。　He　was　a　tall　man　and　wore　steel…rimmed　spectacles。

〃In　the　legs。〃

〃It's　not　serious　I　hope。　Will　you　have　a　cigarette？〃

〃Thanks。〃

〃They　tell　me　you've　lost　two　drivers。〃

〃Yes。　One　killed　and　the　fellow　that　brought　you。〃

〃What　rotten　luck。　Would　you　like　us　to　take　the　cars？〃

〃That's　what　I　wanted　to　ask　you。〃

〃We'd　take　quite　good　care　of　them　and　return　them　to　the　villa。