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Chapter 28

           Bonellohadtwosergeantsofengineersontheseatofhiscarwithhim.TheystiffenedwhenIcameup.

           "Theywerelefttodosomethingtoabridge,"Bonellosaid."Theycan’tfindtheirunitsoIgavethemaride."

           "WiththeSirLieutenant’spermission."

           "Withpermission,"Isaid.

           "ThelieutenantisanAmerican,"Bonellosaid."He’llgiveanybodyaride."

           Oneofthesergeantssmiled.TheotheraskedBonelloifIwasanItalianfromNorthorSouthAmerica.

           "He’snotanItalian.He’sNorthAmericanEnglish."

           Thesergeantswerepolitebutdidnotbelieveit.IleftthemandwentbacktoAymo.Hehadtwogirlsontheseatwithhimandwassittingbackinthecornerandsmoking.

           "Barto,Barto,"Isaid.Helaughed.

           "Talktothem,Tenente,"hesaid."Ican’tunderstandthem.Hey!"Heputhishandonthegirl’sthighandsqueezeditinafriendlyway.Thegirldrewhershawltightaroundherandpushedhishandaway."Hey!"hesaid."TelltheTenenteyournameandwhatyou’redoinghere."

           Thegirllookedatmefiercely.Theothergirlkepthereyesdown.ThegirlwholookedatmesaidsomethinginadialectIcouldnotunderstandawordof.Shewasplumpanddarkandlookedaboutsixteen.

           "Sorella?"Iaskedandpointedattheothergirl.

           Shenoddedherheadandsmiled.

           "Allright,"Isaidandpattedherknee.IfeltherstiffenawaywhenItouchedher.Thesisterneverlookedup.Shelookedperhapsayearyounger.Aymoputhishandontheeldergirl’sthighandshepusheditaway.Helaughedather.

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