CHAPTER VIII
ESCAPE
The three Yanks were sitting on their balcony restlessly watching the activity in the German camp below. They were beginning to wonder if General Bolero ever meant to release them from their promise. His sons still remained at the villa, but they never mentioned the war. Suddenly Lorenzo burst out on the balcony. He halted and lifted both hands excitedly.
“Italy has surrendered!” he announced. “You are free men!”
Before the Yanks could reply, Arno and Tony rushed in. They were very excited.
“This is the hour we have waited for,” Tony shouted. “Now we will drive out the Black Shirt Fascisti and the Germans.” The younger brothers embraced each other and danced up and down. Lorenzo smilingly watched them. Slowly he turned to the three surprised Yanks. “My family—we have fought against the big-talking Mussolini. We belong to the society Free Italy.”
“Great!” Allison exclaimed.
O’Malley was already headed for the door.
“Wait!” Lorenzo shouted after him. “I must tell you some things.”
O’Malley halted and turned toward the door. “Sure, an’ all I want is to get back into this fight.”