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@@@@@ "They kept you pretty long for just a scratch," Red said Minetta was silent for a moment and then added, "Well, you know how it is, hard to get in, hard to get out He swallowed a mouthful of Vienna sausage"I had a pretty soft time there Red piddled the dehydrated mashed potatoes and canned string beans with his spoonIt was the only eating utensil he owned; months ago he had thrown away his knife and fork"They treated you pretty good, huh?" He was annoyed with his own curiosity "Damn good," Minetta saidHe swallowed some coffee"Well, I had a run-in with a doctor there, the sonofabitchI lost my temper and told him where to get off, so I'm on company duty now, but outside of that it was okayThey continued eating in silence Red was uncomfortableFor weeks his kidneys had been growing more painful, and that morning on the road he had strained himself badly in lifting a pickA severe pain had seized him at the top of his swing, and he had ground his teeth, his fingers tremblingAfter a minute or so he had been forced to quit, and his back had throbbed for the rest of the morning with a dull constant acheWhen the trucks had come, he had hoisted himself with great difficulty over the tail gate"You're gettin' old, Red," Wyman had piped The jarring of the truck over the bumps had aggravated his pain, and he had been silentThe artillery was firing constantly and the men talked about an attack supposed to start soonThey're gonna be sendin' us out again, Red had thought, I better get fixed upFor a moment he had allowed himself to think, Maybe the hospital, and then he had repressed the thought with disgustI never run out on anything, and I won't nowBut he had kept looking uneasily over his shoulderI ain't over that week yet, he had told him