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Berto seemed worried, too.

He knew all about it and had put it down in journal form in The War In A Black Shirt, a wonderful book not, for some strange reason, published in the U.S..

He knew all about the appeal of a black shirt and jackboots to a poor, southern, peasant boy.

He knew all about the infection and the fever, and, too, the moment of realization when he saw for himself, threw up his hands and quit, ended the war as a prisoner in Texas.

Berto knew all about Fascism.

So did his friend, the young novelist Rimanelli.

Rimanelli is tough and square-built and adventurous, says what he thinks.

He had put it down in a war novel, The Day Of The Lion.

These people were not talking much about it, but you, a foreigner, sensed their apprehension and disappointment.