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Chapter 30

           Youcouldnotgoback.Ifyoudidnotgoforwardwhathappened?YounevergotbacktoMilan.AndifyougotbacktoMilanwhathappened?IlistenedtothefiringtothenorthtowardUdine.Icouldhearmachine-gunfiring.Therewasnoshelling.Thatwassomething.Theymusthavegottensometroopsalongtheroad.Ilookeddowninthehalf-lightofthehay-barnandsawPianistandingonthehaulingfloor.Hehadalongsausage,ajarofsomethingandtwobottlesofwineunderhisarm.

           "Comeup,"Isaid."Thereistheladder."ThenIrealizedthatIshouldhelphimwiththethingsandwentdown.Iwasvagueintheheadfromlyinginthehay.Ihadbeennearlyasleep.

           "Where’sBonello?"Iasked.

           "I’lltellyou,"Pianisaid.Wewentuptheladder.Uponthehaywesetthethingsdown.Pianitookouthisknifewiththecorkscrewanddrewthecorkonawinebottle.

           "Theyhavesealing-waxonit,"hesaid."Itmustbegood."Hesmiled.

           "Where’sBonello?"Iasked.

           Pianilookedatme.

           "Hewentaway,Tenente,"hesaid."Hewantedtobeaprisoner."

           Ididnotsayanything.

           "Hewasafraidwewouldgetkilled."

           Iheldthebottleofwineanddidnotsayanything.

           "Youseewedon’tbelieveinthewaranyway,Tenente."

           "Whydidn’tyougo?"Iasked.

           "Ididnotwanttoleaveyou."

           "Wheredidhego?"

           "Idon’tknow,Tenente.Hewentaway."

           "Allright,"Isaid."Willyoucutthesausage?"

           Pianilookedatmeinthehalf-light.

           "Icutitwhileweweretalking,"hesaid.

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