his lip. "Sorry. Every now and then I become a bad soldier again."
"It's all right!" I laugh.
"In addition to being a tough soldier, Ernest is also a good writer, as you certainly know," says Carlo.
"I know, but I haven't read any of his books." I have the impression that I have been rude and add: "I am sorry."
"Nothing to be sorry for, Adriana" laughs Hemingway. "You wouldn't have learned anything good."
"In everything there is good: just look." I hope he didn't notice the banality of the sentence.
"Right. And today it is good that we met despite the rain and that we go hunting in the Valley. Have you been to the Valley before?"
"No, and I'm happy to go there. I'm always happy to be able to see, know and do new things."
Hemingway raises the red flask: "To Adriana's health. May she do many good new things in life."
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