It ends with a tragic note, the fourth story of Bindo . More than an epigram, I would define an episode of political struggle in the twenties.
"Do a good thing, captain smashed, put away those curious with your authority, then retract and close the door. I have to tell you a secret. "
came out and I heard him give peremptory orders as I approached the hairdresser, who complained weakly." Listen to Gary, I've got to have carried to the hospital and I have to invent something. You just listen. Got it? "Nodded, a sign that he was conscious. He returned the robber, he closed the door.
I approached him and subheading disclosed the mystery. "My dear fellow-I said-I did not want to tell you, but you made it too big." "Me? I did nothing, were those fools ... I did not want to, I've been apart so much that they gave me a coward and they told me to go home ... they called me big baby.
" and six of them were the same in any trouble. Do you know who is Gary? No? I'm telling you is a friend of Robert, are neighbors of Isernia: he knows that it is a union, but they are just friends. If you know is trouble for you. "
" But who am Roberto? Brisa I know him, I'm Robert. "
" Oh ... .. Wake Roberto Farinacci. Never heard of it? "
" Oh my God. What Cremona? "
" That's him, the ras, the owner of Emilia Romagna, the second after the big boss. "
" O Holy shit .. and now ... but even then they knew the other assholes. "
"It 's a secret, only you know. Water in the mouth, know what I mean?"
"Mute as a fish, shit. But you know him? "
" Know him! And 'friend of my cousin. Pina the red, never heard? "
"Dunno .. I think. It 's an artist?"
"More or less, but now let's do. Go in the square, pharmacist, tell him I sent you Bindo the railroad. Tell him what you want, but bring it here with the car and then the hospital Modena travel. Right? "
Everything went fairly quickly. When they left, I felt more relieved. E'fatta, I thought. I told the doctor to leave the Mamluk where he wanted and that I would have waited at the bar opposite the station. I had a bell'attendere for hours but nobody came. I decided to go to sleep, I was dead tired.
The next day, early morning, with some trepidation I went to the pharmacy and the riddle was dissolved. "With the pretext of shit, got me out of the car and set off a rocket ... but has not come a long way: read here" and handed me a newspaper of Modena. In the courtyard of an abandoned house near Viadana had been found a car. To Driving a guy in black shirt and fez ... was dead. He had been shot in the head. The weapon was not found. "Murder?" he asked the doctor. "Of course-I said-this is their stuff.'ll See tomorrow if they do not talk anymore." "Not tomorrow or ever," said the doctor. "I remembered the words of the boy:" ... they said that I am a coward ... "It was not hard, it was discarded from the herd."
I asked the doctor how she was Gaetano, told me that if it got away: the head was nothing serious.
"All right doctor - I said-now I'm gone, I'm sorry for the guy, it was only a false bully. I greet you." And I left.
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