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-142- lying so long in bed.'' Now I remembered this Orlando as a young,hard-working day gardener who had come to us to save the place for his soldier brother,unable to take up his duties at once. He could not be a spy,I insisted,for he remained over a month hiding from the retreating Germans who were netting men of his kind. Then it came to mind how this Orlando had only lately asked to see us about his sick wife who had to be transported to a hospital at Siena. It would cost four thousand lire to take her there and back. All we could do for him at the time was to give the address of a doctor's wife working in the ambulance. He never used this address but his wife was sent to Siena and brought home again. These irrelevant thoughts merely flitted through my mind while Mr.J. was telling about his great gift for remembering faces,even to identifying them from photographs. I was to know that Orlando was sent to prison not only because of the missing tooth but above all because he resembled a photograph in Mr.J.'s possession. Now on this visit Mr.J. was accompanied by a dark, long-faced and very unpleasant-looking Italian who came from the 'Questura',he told me,adding that he was using all the clever Italians to help him in his work. This individual certainly did his share of the staring,but it included the room and especially my radio. He also cocked up his ears each time N.'s voice came from the next room(she was also in bed) to add