Chapter 50

           Morningschoolbeganatseven,soIhadhadlessthanfivehours’sleepwhenIappearedinclass.Itwasuglyweather,too,withoutwind,remorselesslyhotandstagnant.Allthecolorwasburntoutoftheland,whatfewremaininggreenstherewerelookedtired,defeated.Processionalcaterpillarshadmassacredthepines;theoleanderflowerswerebrownattheedges.Onlythesealived,andIdidnotbegintothinkcoherentlyuntilschoolwasoveratnoonandIcouldplungeintothewaterandlieinitsbluerelief.Onethinghadoccurredtomeduringthemorning.Exceptforthemainactors,almostalltheGerman"soldiers"hadlookedveryyoungbetween’eighteenandtwenty.ItwasthebeginningofJuly;theGermanandtheGreekuniversitytermswouldprobablybeover.IfConchisreallyhadsomeconnectionwithfilmproducinghecouldprobablyhavegotGermanstudentstocomeeasilyenoughtoworkforafewdaysforhimandthenholidayinGreece.WhatIcouldnotbelievewasthathavinggotthemtoGreecehewouldusethemonlyonce.Moresadismwas,asthecolonelwarned,tocome.ButIhadcooleddownenoughtoknowthatIwasn’tgoingtowritetheangryandsarcasticletterIhadbeenphrasingonthewaydownfromtheridge.Conchishadtheenormousadvantageofgivingtheentertainmentandsuchentertainment;itseemedridiculoustogetangryaboutthewaythethingwasdonewhenthestaggeringfactwasthatthethinghadbeendone.Ifloatedonmybackwithmyarmsoutandmyeyesshut,crucifiedinthewater.

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