She woke at five in the morning, in a sweat; she no longer had a fever. At the factory gate she found not the students but the fascists. Same automobiles, same faces as the day before: they were shouting slogans, handing out leaflets. Lila felt that more violence was planned and she walked with her head down, hands in pockets, hoping to get into the factory before the fighting started. But Gino appeared in front of her.

"You still know how to read?" he asked in dialect, holding out a leaflet. Keeping her hands in her pockets, she replied:

"I do, yes, but when did you learn?"

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