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"
He
was
afraid
we
would
get
killed
.
"
I
held
the
bottle
of
wine
and
did
not
say
anything
.
"
You
see
we
don
’
t
believe
in
the
war
anyway
,
Tenente
.
"
"
Why
didn
’
t
you
go
?
"
I
asked
.
"
I
did
not
want
to
leave
you
.
"
"
Where
did
he
go
?
"
"
I
don
’
t
know
,
Tenente
.
He
went
away
.
"
"
All
right
,
"
I
said
.
"
Will
you
cut
the
sausage
?
"
Piani
looked
at
me
in
the
half
-
light
.
"
I
cut
it
while
we
were
talking
,
"
he
said
.
