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Chapter 30

           Crossingslowlyintherainafewfeetabovetheflood,pressedtightinthecrowd,theboxofanartillerycaissonjustahead,Ilookedoverthesideandwatchedtheriver.NowthatwecouldnotgoourownpaceIfeltverytired.Therewasnoexhilarationincrossingthebridge.Iwonderedwhatitwouldbelikeifaplanebombeditinthedaytime.

           "Piani,"Isaid.

           "HereIam,Tenente."Hewasalittleaheadinthejam.Noonewastalking.Theywerealltryingtogetacrossassoonastheycould:thinkingonlyofthat.Wewerealmostacross.Atthefarendofthebridgetherewereofficersandcarabinieristandingonbothsidesflashinglights.Isawthemsilhouettedagainstthesky-line.AswecameclosetothemIsawoneoftheofficerspointtoamaninthecolumn.Acarabinierewentinafterhimandcameoutholdingthemanbythearm.Hetookhimawayfromtheroad.Wecamealmostoppositethem.Theofficerswerescrutinizingeveryoneinthecolumn,sometimesspeakingtoeachother,goingforwardtoflashalightinsomeone’sface.Theytooksomeoneelseoutjustbeforewecameopposite.Isawtheman.Hewasalieutenant-colonel.Isawthestarsintheboxonhissleeveastheyflashedalightonhim.Hishairwasgrayandhewasshortandfat.Thecarabinierepulledhiminbehindthelineofofficers.AswecameoppositeIsawoneortwoofthemlookatme.Thenonepointedatmeandspoketoacarabiniere.Isawthecarabinierestartforme,comethroughtheedgeofthecolumntowardme,thenfelthimtakemebythecollar.

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