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"
You
said
thirty
,
"
Robert
Jordan
said
to
Pilar
.
"
Thirty
of
a
certain
degree
of
dependability
.
"
"
What
about
the
people
of
Elias
?
"
Pilar
shouted
to
Sordo
.
He
shook
his
head
.
"
No
good
.
"
"
You
can
’
t
get
ten
?
"
Robert
Jordan
asked
.
Sordo
looked
at
him
with
his
flat
,
yellow
eyes
and
shook
his
head
.
"
Four
,
"
he
said
and
held
up
four
fingers
.
"
Yours
are
good
?
"
Robert
Jordan
asked
,
regretting
it
as
he
said
it
.
Sordo
nodded
.
"
Dentro
de
la
gravedad
,
"
he
said
in
Spanish
.
"
Within
the
limits
of
the
danger
.
"
He
grinned
.
"
Will
be
bad
,
eh
?
"
"
Possibly
.
"
"
Is
the
same
to
me
,
"
Sordo
said
simply
and
not
boasting
.
"
Better
four
good
than
much
bad
.
In
this
war
always
much
bad
,
very
little
good
.
Every
day
fewer
good
.
And
Pablo
?
"
he
looked
at
Pilar
.
