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"
Another
night
,
"
said
Bassi
.
"
Another
night
when
you
feel
stronger
.
"
He
slapped
me
on
the
shoulder
.
There
were
lighted
candles
on
the
table
.
All
the
officers
were
very
happy
.
"
Good
-
night
,
gentlemen
,
"
I
said
.
Rinaldi
went
out
with
me
.
We
stood
outside
the
door
on
the
patch
and
he
said
,
"
You
better
not
go
up
there
drunk
.
"
"
I
’
m
not
drunk
,
Rinin
.
Really
.
"
"
You
’
d
better
chew
some
coffee
.
"
"
Nonsense
.
"
"
I
’
ll
get
some
,
baby
.
You
walk
up
and
down
.
"
He
came
back
with
a
handful
of
roasted
coffee
beans
.
"
Chew
those
,
baby
,
and
God
be
with
you
.
"
"
Bacchus
,
"
I
said
.
"
I
’
ll
walk
down
with
you
.
"
"
I
’
m
perfectly
all
right
.
"
We
walked
along
together
through
the
town
and
I
chewed
the
coffee
.
At
the
gate
of
the
driveway
that
led
up
to
the
British
villa
,
Rinaldi
said
good
-
night
.
