He sat in the middle of the room, holding with both hands to a bench, from which a soldier – a brother of the mistress of the house – was tugging him by his slime-covered boots, and he was laughing with his infectiously merry laugh.
Era seduto nel centro della capanna e, tenendosi con tutte e due le mani alla panca dalla quale lo tirava via un soldato fratello della padrona, per cavargli gli stivali spruzzati di melma, rideva del suo riso contagiosamente allegro.