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In

the

cave

entrance

their

faces

all

looked

very

sober

and

Robert

Jordan

said

,

"

You

have

not

seen

this

many

planes

?

"

"

Never

,

"

said

Pablo

.

"

There

are

not

many

at

Segovia

?

"

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"

Never

has

there

been

,

we

have

seen

three

usually

.

Sometimes

six

of

the

chasers

.

Perhaps

three

Junkers

,

the

big

ones

with

the

three

motors

,

with

the

chasers

with

them

.

Never

have

we

seen

planes

like

this

.

"

It

is

bad

,

Robert

Jordan

thought

.

This

is

really

bad

.

Here

is

a

concentration

of

planes

which

means

something

very

bad

.

I

must

listen

for

them

to

unload

.

But

no

,

they

cannot

have

brought

up

the

troops

yet

for

the

attack

.

Certainly

not

before

tonight

or

tomorrow

night

,

certainly

not

yet

.

Certainly

they

will

not

be

moving

anything

at

this

hour

.

He

could

still

hear

the

receding

drone

.

He

looked

at

his

watch

.

By

now

they

should

be

over

the

lines

,

the

first

ones

anyway

.

He

pushed

the

knob

that

set

the

second

hand

to

clicking

and

watched

it

move

around

.

No

,

perhaps

not

yet

.

By

now

.

Yes

.

Well

over

by

now

.

Two

hundred

and

fifty

miles

an

hour

for

those

one

-

elevens

anyway

.

Five

minutes

would

carry

them

there

.

By

now

they

’

re

well

beyond

the

pass

with

Castile

all

yellow

and

tawny

beneath

them

now

in

the

morning

,

the

yellow

crossed

by

white

roads

and

spotted

with

the

small

villages

and

the

shadows

of

the

Heinkels

moving

over

the

land

as

the

shadows

of

sharks

pass

over

a

sandy

floor

of

the

ocean

.

There

was

no

bump

,

bump

,

bumping

thud

of

bombs

.

His

watch

ticked

on

.

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They

’

re

going

on

to

Colmenar

,

to

Escorial

,

or

to

the

flying

field

at

Manzanares

el

Real

,

he

thought

,

with

the

old

castle

above

the

lake

with

the

ducks

in

the

reeds

and

the

fake

airfield

just

behind

the

real

field

with

the

dummy

planes

,

not

quite

hidden

,

their

props

turning

in

the

wind

.

That

’

s

where

they

must

be

headed

.

They

can

’

t

know

about

the

attack

,

he

told

himself

and

something

in

him

said

,

why

can

’

t

they

?

They

’

ve

known

about

all

the

others

.

"

Do

you

think

they

saw

the

horses

?

"

Pablo

asked

.

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