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When
the
island
of
Sicily
was
liberated
by
the
Allied
Armies
,
the
American
military
government
officials
believed
that
anyone
imprisoned
by
the
Fascist
regime
was
a
democrat
and
many
of
these
mafiosi
were
appointed
as
mayors
of
villages
or
interpreters
to
the
military
government
.
This
good
fortune
enabled
the
Mafia
to
reconstitute
itself
and
become
more
formidable
than
ever
before
.
The
long
walks
,
a
bottle
of
strong
wine
at
night
with
a
heavy
plate
of
pasta
and
meat
,
enabled
Michael
to
sleep
.
There
were
books
in
Italian
in
Dr.
Taza
's
library
and
though
Michael
spoke
dialect
Italian
and
had
taken
some
college
courses
in
Italian
,
his
reading
of
these
books
took
a
great
deal
of
effort
and
time
.
His
speech
became
almost
accentiess
and
,
though
he
could
never
pass
as
a
native
of
the
district
,
it
would
be
believed
that
he
was
one
of
those
strange
Italians
from
the
far
north
of
Italy
bordering
the
Swiss
and
Germans
.
The
distortion
of
the
left
side
of
his
face
made
him
more
native
.
It
was
the
kind
of
disfigurement
common
in
Sicily
because
of
the
lack
of
medical
care
.
The
little
injury
that
can
not
lie
patched
up
simply
for
lack
of
money
.
Many
children
,
many
men
,
bore
disfigurements
that
in
America
would
have
been
repaired
by
minor
surgery
or
sophisticated
medical
treatments
.
Michael
often
thought
of
Kay
,
of
her
smile
,
her
body
,
and
always
felt
a
twinge
o
conscience
at
leaving
her
so
brutally
without
a
word
of
farewell
.
Oddly
enough
his
conscience
was
never
troubled
by
the
two
men
he
had
murdered
;
Sollozzo
had
tried
to
kill
his
father
,
Captain
McCluskey
had
disfigured
him
for
life
.
Dr.
Taza
always
kept
after
him
about
getting
surgery
done
for
his
lopsided
face
,
especially
when
Michael
asked
him
for
pain-killing
drugs
,
the
pain
getting
worse
as
time
went
on
,
and
more
frequent
.
Taza
explained
that
there
was
a
facial
nerve
below
the
eye
from
which
radiated
a
whole
complex
of
nerves
.
Indeed
,
this
was
the
favorite
spot
for
Mafia
torturers
,
who
searched
it
out
on
the
cheeks
of
their
victims
with
the
needle-fine
point
of
an
ice
pick
.
That
particular
nerve
in
Michael
's
fee
had
been
injured
or
perhaps
there
was
a
splinter
of
bone
lanced
into
it
.
Simple
surgery
in
a
Palermo
hospital
would
permanently
relieve
the
pain
.
Michael
refused
.
When
the
doctor
asked
why
,
Michael
grinned
and
said
,
"
It
's
something
from
home
.
"
And
he
really
did
n't
mind
the
pain
,
which
was
more
an
ache
,
a
small
throbbing
in
his
skull
,
like
a
motored
apparatus
running
in
liquid
to
purify
it
.
It
was
nearly
seven
months
of
leisurely
rustic
living
before
Michael
felt
real
boredom
.
At
about
this
time
Don
Tommasino
became
very
busy
and
was
seldom
seen
at
the
villa
.
He
was
having
his
troubles
with
the
"
new
Mafia
"
springing
up
in
Palermo
,
young
men
who
were
making
a
fortune
out
of
the
postwar
construction
boom
in
that
city
.
With
this
wealth
they
were
trying
to
encroach
on
the
country
fiefs
of
oldtime
Mafia
leaders
whom
they
contemptuously
labeled
Moustache
Petes
.
Don
Tommasino
was
kept
busy
defending
his
domain
.
And
so
Michael
was
deprived
of
the
old
man
's
company
and
had
to
be
content
with
Dr.
Taza
's
stories
,
which
were
beginning
to
repeat
themselves
.
