On a moonlit street in the heel of Italy a British soldier uttered a cry of pain, fell with a stab wound in his back. Angry Tommies beat through the dark village, could not find the assailant. Next day a gang of Italian youths pummeled a tipsy British soldier. Again Tommies rushed to the rescue. Shots rang out, hit some bystanders, dispersed a defiant mob.
This vignette of violence had a moral: it happened in a town where a Fascist still held office. Here, as in most of the liberated land turned over...
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