“I’ll sleep with the queen,” Bonello said. He looked to see how I took the joke.
“You’ll sleep with ——,” Piani said sleepily.
“That’s treason, Tenente,” Bonello said. “Isn’t that treason?”
“Shut up,” I said. “You get too funny with a little wine.” Outside it was raining hard. I looked at my watch. It was half-past nine.
“It’s time to roll,” I said and stood up.
“Who are you going to ride with, Tenente?” Bonello asked.
“With Aymo. Then you come. Then Piani. We’ll start out on the road for Cormons.”
“I’m afraid I’ll go to sleep,” Piani said.
“All right. I’ll ride with you. Then Bonello. Then Aymo.”
“That’s the best way,” Piani said. “Because I’m so sleepy.”