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Chapter 28

           BonelloandPianiwereinthekitchen.

           "There’snotmuchtoeat,"Pianisaid."They’vecleaneditout."Bonelloslicedabigcheeseontheheavykitchentable.

           "Wherewasthecheese?"

           "Inthecellar.Pianifoundwinetooandapples."

           "That’sagoodbreakfast."

           Pianiwastakingthewoodencorkoutofabigwicker-coveredwinejug.Hetippeditandpouredacopperpanfull.

           "Itsmellsallright,"hesaid."Findsomebeakers,Barto."

           Thetwosergeantscamein.

           "Havesomecheese,sergeants,"Bonellosaid.

           "Weshouldgo,"oneofthesergeantssaid,eatinghischeeseanddrinkingacupofwine.

           "We’llgo.Don’tworry,"Bonellosaid.

           "Anarmytravelsonitsstomach,"Isaid.

           "What?"askedthesergeant.

           "It’sbettertoeat."

           "Yes.Buttimeisprecious."

           "Ibelievethebastardshaveeatenalready,"Pianisaid.Thesergeantslookedathim.Theyhatedthelotofus.

           "Youknowtheroad?"oneofthemaskedme.

           "No,"Isaid.Theylookedateachother.

           "Wewoulddobesttostart,"thefirstonesaid.

           "Wearestarting,"Isaid.Idrankanothercupoftheredwine.Ittastedverygoodafterthecheeseandapple.

           "Bringthecheese,"Isaidandwentout.Bonellocameoutcarryingthegreatjugofwine.

           "That’stoobig,"Isaid.Helookedatitregretfully.

           "Iguessitis,"hesaid."Givemethecanteenstofill."Hefilledthecanteensandsomeofthewineranoutonthestonepavingofthecourtyard.Thenhepickedupthewinejugandputitjustinsidethedoor

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