| The men thought he was going mad; occasionally they would discuss him at night, and Croft would say, "That boy's goin' to flip his lid They felt helpless; they had no idea of what they could say to himRed suggested they didn't give him any more letters, but the other men were afraid to meddleThey felt the awe and absorption they would have known at watching any process which was inevitableGallagher no longer embarrassed them; they would study him morbidly as they might stare at a sick man who they knew had not much time to live
The mail clerk was told about it and he went to see the chaplain, who spoke to GallagherBut when Father Leary suggested that it might be best if he didn't receive any more of the letters, Gallagher pleaded with him, and muttered, "She's gonna die if you take the letters away The chaplain did not understand his words, but he recognized the intensity of Gallagher's feelingHe was disturbed, and he debated with himself whether chanel jewelry to recommend that Gallagher be sent to a hospital, but he had a horror of mental wards and a prejudice against themSecretly he made out an application for a furlough for Gallagher, but it was refused by Base Headquarters, who notified him that the Red Cross had investigated and the child was being cared for by Mary's parentsHe ended by watching Gallagher too
And Gallagher wandered around, absorbed in things he did not talk about, and the men would see him smile occasionally at some secret knowledge he heldHis eyes had become redder, and his eyelids looked raw and angryHe began to have nightmares, and Wilson was awakened one night by Gallagher moaning, "Please, God, you can't let her die, I'll be a good guy, I swear I'll be a good guy Wilson shuddered, and clapped his hand over Gallagher's mouth"You're havin' a nightmare, boy," he whispered Gallagher was silent, and Wilson decided to say something about it to Croft the next day, but in the morning fake cartier roadster Gallagher was solemn and quiet and he worked very hard on the roadWilson kept his mouth shut
A day or two later the platoon was sent down to the beach on an unloading detailGallagher had received the final letter from his wife the preceding night and he had been trying to rouse enough courage to read itHe was moody and abstracted; he paid no attention to the conversation of the men in the truck, and soon after they came to the beach he wandered off by himselfThey had been unloading crates of rations from a landing craft, and the dead weight of the box on his shoulder had irritated him dullyHe dropped the load he was carrying, muttered, "Fug it," and began to walk away
Croft shouted after him, "Where you going?"
"I don't know, I'll be back He spoke without looking over his shoulder, and then as if to forestall any more questions, he began to jog through the sandAfter he had gone a hundred yards, he felt suddenly tired, and he slowed to a cartier ladies must de cartier walkAt a turn on the beach, he looked back disinterestedly at the menThere were several landing craft riding against the shore with their motors running, and two columns of men were filing between the supply dump and the boatsA haze was spreading over the sea almost obscuring the few freighters riding at anchor offshoreHe walked around the bend, and saw a few squad tents just off the beachThe flaps were rolled and he could see several men lying on cots and talking to each otherDully, he read the sign, "5279 Quartermaster Trucking Company He sighed and continued to walkGoddam quartermaster's got all the breaks, he told himself, but without any real bitterness
He passed by the strip of beach where Hennessey had been killedIt roused a mood of pity, and he halted to sift a handful of sand through his fingers"Young kid, didn't even know what the fuggin score was," he thoughtHe remembered abruptly that when they had picked Hennessey up to move him farther cheap replica chanel handbag away from the water, his helmet had fallen offIt had landed with a dull grating sound, and it spun once with a gritty noise in the sandGuy's dead, and that's all he getsHe began to tremble as he remembered the letter in his shirt pocketHe had taken one look at the date, and he had known it would be the last one he would ever getMaybe she wrote another one, he thought, and kicked some sandHe sat down, looked about him with the suspicious attitude of an animal about to eat in its lair, and then ripped open the flapThe sound tore at his nerves; he was beginning to feel the finality of each of his motions nowAbruptly, he realized the irony of pitying Hennessey"I got my own fuggin troubles," he mutteredThe sheets of paper felt pitifully flimsy in his hands
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