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"
Go
ahead
and
tell
me
,
"
Pilar
said
to
the
girl
.
"
No
,
"
Maria
said
.
"
No
.
"
"
Leave
her
alone
,
"
Robert
Jordan
said
and
his
voice
did
not
sound
like
his
own
voice
.
I
’
ll
slap
her
anyway
and
the
hell
with
it
,
he
thought
.
Pilar
did
not
even
speak
to
him
.
It
was
not
like
a
snake
charming
a
bird
,
nor
a
cat
with
a
bird
.
There
was
nothing
predatory
.
Nor
was
there
anything
perverted
about
it
.
There
was
a
spreading
,
though
,
as
a
cobra
’
s
hood
spreads
.
He
could
feel
this
.
He
could
feel
the
menace
of
the
spreading
.
But
the
spreading
was
a
domination
,
not
of
evil
,
but
of
searching
.
I
wish
I
did
not
see
this
,
Robert
Jordan
thought
.
But
it
is
not
a
business
for
slapping
.
"
Maria
,
"
Pilar
said
.
"
I
will
not
touch
thee
.
Tell
me
now
of
thy
own
volition
.
"
"
De
tu
propia
voluntad
,
"
the
words
were
in
Spanish
.
The
girl
shook
her
head
.
"
Maria
,
"
Pilar
said
.
"
Now
and
of
thy
own
volition
.
You
hear
me
?
Anything
at
all
.
"
"
No
,
"
the
girl
said
softly
.
"
No
and
no
.
"
