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With
a
twisted
grin
,
Joe
said
,
"
Asino
Morte
.
The
bully
beef
cans
had
the
initials
AM
stamped
on
them
.
The
Germans
called
it
Alter
Mann
.
Old
Man
.
"
He
resumed
his
rapid
eating
.
I
would
like
to
read
this
,
Juliana
thought
as
she
reached
to
take
the
book
from
under
Joe
’
s
arm
.
Will
he
be
here
that
long
?
The
book
had
grease
on
it
;
pages
were
torn
.
Finger
marks
all
over
it
.
Read
by
truck
drivers
on
the
long
haul
,
she
thought
.
In
the
one
-
arm
beaneries
late
at
night
…
I
’
ll
bet
you
’
re
a
slow
reader
,
she
thought
.
I
’
ll
bet
you
’
ve
been
poring
over
this
book
for
weeks
,
if
not
months
.
Opening
the
book
at
random
,
she
read
:
…
now
in
his
old
age
he
viewed
tranquillity
,
domain
such
as
the
ancients
would
have
coveted
but
not
comprehended
,
ships
from
the
Crimea
to
Madrid
,
and
all
the
Empire
,
all
with
the
same
coin
,
speech
,
flag
.
The
great
old
Union
Jack
dipping
from
sunrise
to
sunset
:
it
had
been
fulfilled
at
last
,
that
about
the
sun
and
the
flag
.
"
The
only
book
I
carry
around
,
"
Juliana
said
,
"
isn
’
t
actually
a
book
;
it
’
s
the
oracle
,
the
I
Ching
–
Frank
got
me
hooked
on
it
and
I
use
it
all
the
time
to
decide
.
I
never
let
it
out
of
my
sight
.
Ever
.
"
She
closed
the
copy
of
The
Grasshopper
.
"
Want
to
see
it
?
Want
to
use
it
?
"
"
No
,
"
Joe
said
.
Resting
her
chin
on
her
folded
arms
on
the
table
surface
and
gazing
at
him
sideways
,
she
said
,
"
Have
you
moved
in
here
permanently
?
And
what
are
you
up
to
?
"
Brooding
over
the
insults
,
the
slanders
.
You
petrify
me
,
she
thought
,
with
your
hatred
of
life
.
But
—
you
have
something
.
You
’
re
like
a
little
animal
,
not
important
but
smart
.
Studying
his
limited
,
clever
dark
face
she
thought
,
How
could
I
ever
have
imagined
you
as
younger
than
me
?
But
even
that
’
s
true
,
your
childishness
;
you
are
still
the
baby
brother
,
worshiping
your
two
older
brothers
and
your
Major
Pardi
and
General
Rommel
,
panting
and
sweating
to
break
loose
and
get
the
Tommies
.
Did
they
actually
garrote
your
brothers
with
loops
of
wire
?
We
heard
that
,
the
atrocity
stories
and
photos
released
after
the
war
…
She
shuddered
.
But
the
British
commandos
were
brought
to
trial
and
punished
long
ago
.
The
radio
had
ceased
playing
music
;
there
seemed
to
be
a
news
program
,
racket
of
shortwave
from
Europe
.
The
voice
faded
and
became
garbled
.
A
long
pause
,
nothing
at
all
.
Just
silence
.
Then
the
Denver
announcer
,
very
clear
,
close
by
.
She
reached
to
turn
the
dial
,
but
Joe
stopped
her
hand
.
"
…
news
of
Chancellor
Bormann
’
s
death
shocked
a
stunned
Germany
which
had
been
assured
as
recently
as
yesterday
…
"
he
and
Joe
jumped
to
their
feet
.
