U.S.A_ - John Dos Passos [85]
mess where they ate things were very agi-tated indeed. Tenente Sardinaglia was under arrest in his quarters for saucing the Coronele and had been up there for two days making up a little march on his mandolin that he cal ed the march of the medical colonels. Serrati told them about it giggling behind his hand while they were waiting for the other officers to come to mess. It was al on account of the macchina for coffee. There were only three macchine for the whole mess, one for the colonel, one for the major, and the other went around to the junior officers in rotation; wel , one day last week they'd been kidding that bel a ragazza, the niece of the farmer on whom they were quartered; she hadn't let any of the officers kiss her and had carried on like a crazy woman when they pinched her behind, and the colonel had been angry about it, and angrier yet when Sardinaglia had bet him five lira that he could kiss her and he'd whispered something in her ear and she'd let him and that had made the colonel get purple in the face and he'd told the ordi-nanza not to give the macchina to the tenente when his
-202-turn came round; and Sardinaglia had slapped the ordi-nanza's face and there'd been a row and as a result Sardi-naglia was confined to his quarters and the Americans would see what a circus it was. They al had to straighten their faces in a hurry because the colonel and the major and the two captains came jingling in at that moment. The ordinanza came and saluted, and said pronto
spaghetti in a cheerful tone, and everybody sat down. For a while the officers were quiet sucking in the long oily tomatocoated strings of spaghetti, the wine was passed around and the colonel had just cleared his throat to begin one of his funny stories that everybody had to laugh at, when from up above there came the tinkle of a mandolin. The colonel's face got red and he put a forkful of spaghetti in his mouth instead of saying anything. As it was Sunday the meal was unusual y long: at dessert the coffee macchina was awarded to Dick as a courtesy to gli americani and somebody produced a bottle of strega. The colonel told the ordinanza to tel the bel a ragazza to come and have a glass of strega with him; he looked pretty sour at the idea, Dick thought; but he went and got her. She turned out to be a handsome stout oliveskinned countrygirl. Her cheeks burning she went timidly up to the colonel and said, thank you very much but please she never drank strong drinks. The colonel grabbed her and made her sit on his knee and tried to make her drink his glass of strega, but she kept her handsome set of ivory teeth clenched and wouldn't drink it. It ended by several of the officers hold-ing her and tickling her and the colonel pouring the strega over her chin. Everybody roared with laughter except the ordinanza, who turned white as chalk, and Steve and Dick who didn't know where to look. While the senior officers were teasing and tickling her and running their hands into her blouse, the junior officers were holding her feet and running their hands up her legs. Final y the colonel got control of his laughter enough to say, "Basta, now she
-203-must give me a kiss." But the girl broke loose and ran out of the room.
"Go and bring her back," the colonel said to the ordi-nanza. After a moment the ordinanza came back and stood at attention and said he couldn't find her. "Good for him," whispered Steve to Dick. Dick noticed that the ordinanza's