I put a ten-lira note on the bar to pay for the coffee.
“Have a grappa with me,” I said.
“It is not necessary.”
“Have one.”
He poured the two glasses.
“Remember,” he said. “Come here. Do not let other people take you in. Here you are all right.”
“I am sure.”
“You are sure?”
“Yes.”
He was serious. “Then let me tell you one thing. Do not go about with that coat.”
“Why?”
“On the sleeves it shows very plainly where the stars have been cut away. The cloth is a different color.”
I did not say anything.
“If you have no papers I can give you papers.”
“What papers?”
“Leave-papers.”
“I have no need for papers. I have papers.”
“All right,” he said. “But if you need papers I can get what you wish.”