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Chapter 19

           "Youcan’tsingItalian."

           "He’sanut,"saidEdgarSaunders."Allheknowshowtosayisthrowbenches."

           "That’salltheyknowhowtodowhenyoutwosing,"Ettoresaid."ThenwhenyougotoAmericayou’lltellaboutyourtriumphsattheScala.Theywouldn’tletyougetbythefirstnoteattheScala."

           "I’llsingattheScala,"Simmonssaid."I’mgoingtosingToscainOctober."

           "We’llgo,won’twe,Mac?"Ettoresaidtothevice-consul."They’llneedsomebodytoprotectthem."

           "MaybetheAmericanarmywillbetheretoprotectthem,"thevice-consulsaid."Doyouwantanotherdrink,Simmons?Youwantadrink,Saunders?"

           "Allright,"saidSaunders.

           "Ihearyou’regoingtogetthesilvermedal,"Ettoresaidtome."Whatkindofcitationyougoingtoget?"

           "Idon’tknow.Idon’tknowI’mgoingtogetit."

           "You’regoingtogetit.Ohboy,thegirlsattheCovawillthinkyou’refinethen.They’llallthinkyoukilledtwohundredAustriansorcapturedawholetrenchbyyourself.Believeme,Igottoworkformydecorations."

           "Howmanyhaveyougot,Ettore?"askedthevice-consul.

           "He’sgoteverything,"Simmonssaid."He’stheboythey’rerunningthewarfor."

           "I’vegotthebronzetwiceandthreesilvermedals,"saidEttore."Butthepapersononlyonehavecomethrough."

           "What’sthematterwiththeothers?"askedSimmons.

           "Theactionwasn’tsuccessful,"saidEttore."Whentheactionisn’tsuccessfultheyholdupallthemedals."

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