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"
Yes
.
"
"
Less
bad
,
"
said
Pablo
.
"
Do
you
see
a
defect
in
one
of
these
?
"
Robert
Jordan
knew
that
now
his
papers
were
being
examined
by
the
man
who
could
not
read
.
The
horses
all
still
had
their
heads
up
looking
at
the
man
.
Robert
Jordan
slipped
through
between
the
double
rope
of
the
corral
and
slapped
the
buckskin
on
the
haunch
.
He
leaned
back
against
the
ropes
of
the
enclosure
and
watched
the
horses
circle
the
corral
,
stood
watching
them
a
minute
more
,
as
they
stood
still
,
then
leaned
down
and
came
out
through
the
ropes
.
"
The
sorrel
is
lame
in
the
off
hind
foot
,
"
he
said
to
Pablo
,
not
looking
at
him
.
"
The
hoof
is
split
and
although
it
might
not
get
worse
soon
if
shod
properly
,
she
could
break
down
if
she
travels
over
much
hard
ground
.
"
"
The
hoof
was
like
that
when
we
took
her
,
"
Pablo
said
.
"
The
best
horse
that
you
have
,
the
white
-
faced
bay
stallion
,
has
a
swelling
on
the
upper
part
of
the
cannon
bone
that
I
do
not
like
.
"
"
It
is
nothing
,
"
said
Pablo
.
"
He
knocked
it
three
days
ago
.
If
it
were
to
be
anything
it
would
have
become
so
already
.
"
He
pulled
back
the
tarpaulin
and
showed
the
saddles
.
There
were
two
ordinary
vaquero
’
s
or
herdsman
’
s
saddles
,
like
American
stock
saddles
,
one
very
ornate
vaquero
’
s
saddle
,
with
hand
-
tooled
leather
and
heavy
,
hooded
stirrups
,
and
two
military
saddles
in
black
leather
.
"
We
killed
a
pair
of
guardia
civil
,
"
he
said
,
explaining
the
military
saddles
.
