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When
Collis
spoke
of
retribution
,
Dick
shook
his
head
and
was
silent
.
A
lieutenant
of
carabinieri
,
pressed
,
burnished
,
vital
,
came
into
the
room
like
three
men
and
the
guards
jumped
to
attention
.
He
seized
the
empty
beer
bottle
and
directed
a
stream
of
scolding
at
his
men
.
The
new
spirit
was
in
him
,
and
the
first
thing
was
to
get
the
beer
bottle
out
of
the
guard
-
room
.
Dick
looked
at
Collis
and
laughed
.
The
vice
-
consul
,
an
over
-
worked
young
man
named
Swanson
,
arrived
,
and
they
started
to
the
court
;
Collis
and
Swanson
on
either
side
of
Dick
and
the
two
carabinieri
close
behind
.
It
was
a
yellow
,
hazy
morning
;
the
squares
and
arcades
were
crowded
and
Dick
,
pulling
his
hat
low
over
his
head
,
walked
fast
,
setting
the
pace
,
until
one
of
the
short
-
legged
carabinieri
ran
alongside
and
protested
.
Swanson
arranged
matters
.
"
I
’
ve
disgraced
you
,
haven
’
t
I
?
"
said
Dick
jovially
.
"
You
’
re
liable
to
get
killed
fighting
Italians
,
"
replied
Swanson
sheepishly
.
"
They
’
ll
probably
let
you
go
this
time
but
if
you
were
an
Italian
you
’
d
get
a
couple
of
months
in
prison
.
And
how
!
"
"
Have
you
ever
been
in
prison
?
"
Swanson
laughed
.
"
I
like
him
,
"
announced
Dick
to
Clay
.
"
He
’
s
a
very
likeable
young
man
and
he
gives
people
excellent
advice
,
but
I
’
ll
bet
he
’
s
been
to
jail
himself
.
Probably
spent
weeks
at
a
time
in
jail
.
"
Swanson
laughed
.
"
I
mean
you
want
to
be
careful
.
You
don
’
t
know
how
these
people
are
.
"
"
Oh
,
I
know
how
they
are
,
"
broke
out
Dick
,
irritably
.
"
They
’
re
god
damn
stinkers
.
"
He
turned
around
to
the
carabinieri
:
"
Did
you
get
that
?
"
