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"
You
know
about
the
bridge
?
"
El
Sordo
nodded
.
"
Day
after
tomorrow
morning
.
"
"
Good
,
"
said
El
Sordo
.
"
Pablo
?
"
he
asked
Pilar
.
She
shook
her
head
.
El
Sordo
grinned
.
"
Go
away
,
"
he
said
to
Maria
and
grinned
again
.
"
Come
back
,
"
he
looked
at
a
large
watch
he
pulled
out
on
a
leather
thong
from
inside
his
coat
.
"
Half
an
hour
.
"
He
motioned
to
them
to
sit
down
on
a
flattened
log
that
served
as
a
bench
and
looking
at
Joaquín
,
jerked
his
thumb
down
the
trail
in
the
direction
they
had
come
from
.
"
I
’
ll
walk
down
with
Joaquín
and
come
back
,
"
Maria
said
.
El
Sordo
went
into
the
cave
and
came
out
with
a
pinch
bottle
of
Scotch
whiskey
and
three
glasses
.
The
bottle
was
under
one
arm
,
and
three
glasses
were
in
the
hand
of
that
arm
,
a
finger
in
each
glass
,
and
his
other
hand
was
around
the
neck
of
an
earthenware
jar
of
water
.
He
put
the
glasses
and
the
bottle
down
on
the
log
and
set
the
jug
on
the
ground
.
