Rub
Rub
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Is there a room for me?" "Nothing. Sorry. You heard. " The silent porter kept walking ahead. When they reached RUBE 187 a gate he would put the bag on the ground, with a little sigh, then press the button a long time, blow upon his finger tips and stand to one side. Then once more on the march, without the slightest noise on his part, as if he were walking on the tips of his toes. But Filippo's footsteps struck cold and hard against the asphalt, and he accompanied them with a mental count: "One..., two. " For months and months he had not felt so close to war life. At times he seemed to be in- structing his feet: one, two; if the shadow of a garden fell upon the deserted street, he pictured himself upon night patrol duty. Yes, that was how the great war had been waged; with neither sun nor banners, without songs, unless the ob- scene shout of the drunkard on the corner had been a song; in a way it might even be said without the sound of combat, for, upon careful recollection, the real, keen struggle was a matter of every day, in the "good season, " for the slacker who read the bulletin, but was not more frequent than the tempest in a low sky for the men buried alive in their trench holes.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Is there a room for me?" "Nothing. Sorry. You heard. " The silent porter kept walking ahead. When they reached RUBE 187 a gate he would put the bag on the ground, with a little sigh, then press the button a long time, blow upon his finger tips and stand to one side. Then once more on the march, without the slightest noise on his part, as if he were walking on the tips of his toes. But Filippo's footsteps struck cold and hard against the asphalt, and he accompanied them with a mental count: "One..., two. " For months and months he had not felt so close to war life. At times he seemed to be in- structing his feet: one, two; if the shadow of a garden fell upon the deserted street, he pictured himself upon night patrol duty. Yes, that was how the great war had been waged; with neither sun nor banners, without songs, unless the ob- scene shout of the drunkard on the corner had been a song; in a way it might even be said without the sound of combat, for, upon careful recollection, the real, keen struggle was a matter of every day, in the "good season, " for the slacker who read the bulletin, but was not more frequent than the tempest in a low sky for the men buried alive in their trench holes.
What to read after Rub?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Giuseppe Antonio Borgese to read onlineMoreLess
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