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"
I
have
a
bottle
apiece
to
take
in
the
cars
,
"
Aymo
said
.
"
Did
you
sleep
at
all
?
"
"
I
don
’
t
need
much
sleep
.
I
slept
a
little
.
"
"
To
-
morrow
we
’
ll
sleep
in
the
king
’
s
bed
,
"
Bonello
said
.
He
was
feeling
very
good
.
"
To
-
morrow
maybe
we
’
ll
sleep
in
—
—
,
"
Piani
said
.
"
I
’
ll
sleep
with
the
queen
,
"
Bonello
said
.
He
looked
to
see
how
I
took
the
joke
.
"
You
’
ll
sleep
with
—
—
,
"
Piani
said
sleepily
.
"
That
’
s
treason
,
Tenente
,
"
Bonello
said
.
"
Isn
’
t
that
treason
?
"
"
Shut
up
,
"
I
said
.
"
You
get
too
funny
with
a
little
wine
.
"
Outside
it
was
raining
hard
.
I
looked
at
my
watch
.
It
was
half
-
past
nine
.
"
It
’
s
time
to
roll
,
"
I
said
and
stood
up
.
