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"
‘
I
think
he
died
well
enough
,
’
I
said
.
‘
Being
deprived
of
all
formality
.
’
"
‘
No
,
’
Pablo
said
.
‘
To
me
he
was
a
great
disillusionment
.
All
day
I
had
waited
for
the
death
of
the
priest
.
I
had
thought
he
would
be
the
last
to
enter
the
lines
.
I
awaited
it
with
great
anticipation
.
I
expected
something
of
a
culmination
.
I
had
never
seen
a
priest
die
.
’
"
‘
There
is
time
,
’
I
said
to
him
sarcastically
.
‘
Only
today
did
the
movement
start
.
’
"
‘
No
,
’
he
said
.
‘
I
am
disillusioned
.
’
"
‘
Now
,
’
I
said
.
‘
I
suppose
you
will
lose
your
faith
.
’
"
‘
You
do
not
understand
,
Pilar
,
’
he
said
.
‘
He
was
a
Spanish
priest
.
’
"
‘
What
people
the
Spaniards
are
,
’
I
said
to
him
.
And
what
a
people
they
are
for
pride
,
eh
,
Inglés
?
What
a
people
.
"
"
We
must
get
on
,
"
Robert
Jordan
said
.
He
looked
at
the
sun
.
"
It
’
s
nearly
noon
.
"
"
Yes
,
"
Pilar
said
.
"
We
will
go
now
.
But
let
me
tell
you
about
Pablo
.
That
night
he
said
to
me
,
‘
Pilar
,
tonight
we
will
do
nothing
.
’
"
‘
Good
,
’
I
told
him
.
‘
That
pleases
me
.
’
