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"
We
should
go
,
"
one
of
the
sergeants
said
,
eating
his
cheese
and
drinking
a
cup
of
wine
.
"
We
’
ll
go
.
Don
’
t
worry
,
"
Bonello
said
.
"
An
army
travels
on
its
stomach
,
"
I
said
.
"
What
?
"
asked
the
sergeant
.
"
It
’
s
better
to
eat
.
"
"
Yes
.
But
time
is
precious
.
"
"
I
believe
the
bastards
have
eaten
already
,
"
Piani
said
.
The
sergeants
looked
at
him
.
They
hated
the
lot
of
us
.
"
You
know
the
road
?
"
one
of
them
asked
me
.
"
No
,
"
I
said
.
They
looked
at
each
other
.
"
We
would
do
best
to
start
,
"
the
first
one
said
.
