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Chapter 25

           Hefinishedhismeatandwipedupthegravywithapieceofbread.

           "Idon’tgiveadamn,"Rinaldisaidtothetable."Tohellwiththewholebusiness."Helookeddefiantlyaroundthetable,hiseyesflat,hisfacepale.

           "Allright,"Isaid."Tohellwiththewholedamnbusiness."

           "No,no,"saidRinaldi."Youcan’tdoit.Youcan’tdoit.Isayyoucan’tdoit.You’redryandyou’reemptyandthere’snothingelse.There’snothingelseItellyou.Notadamnedthing.Iknow,whenIstopworking."

           Thepriestshookhishead.Theorderlytookawaythestewdish.

           "Whatareyoueatingmeatfor?"Rinalditurnedtothepriest."Don’tyouknowit’sFriday?"

           "It’sThursday,"thepriestsaid.

           "It’salie.It’sFriday.You’reeatingthebodyofourLord.It’sGod-meat.Iknow.It’sdeadAustrian.That’swhatyou’reeating."

           "Thewhitemeatisfromofficers,"Isaid,completingtheoldjoke.

           Rinaldilaughed.Hefilledhisglass.

           "Don’tmindme,"hesaid."I’mjustalittlecrazy."

           "Yououghttohavealeave,"thepriestsaid.

           Themajorshookhisheadathim.Rinaldilookedatthepriest.

           "YouthinkIoughttohavealeave?"

           Themajorshookhisheadatthepriest.Rinaldiwaslookingatthepriest.

           "Justasyoulike,"thepriestsaid."Notifyoudon’twant."

           "Tohellwithyou,"Rinaldisaid."Theytrytogetridofme.Everynighttheytrytogetridofme.Ifightthemoff.WhatifIhaveit.Everybodyhasit.Thewholeworld’sgotit.

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