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"
We
can
get
a
tank
,
"
he
said
to
the
gypsy
.
"
It
is
not
too
difficult
.
"
"
With
this
?
"
the
gypsy
pointed
toward
the
two
sacks
.
"
Yes
,
"
Robert
Jordan
told
him
.
"
I
will
teach
you
.
You
make
a
trap
.
It
is
not
too
difficult
.
"
"
You
and
me
?
"
"
Sure
,
"
said
Robert
Jordan
.
"
Why
not
?
"
"
Hey
,
"
the
gypsy
said
to
Anselmo
.
"
Move
those
two
sacks
to
where
they
will
be
safe
,
will
you
?
They
’
re
valuable
.
"
Anselmo
grunted
.
"
I
am
going
for
wine
,
"
he
told
Robert
Jordan
.
Robert
Jordan
got
up
and
lifted
the
sacks
away
from
the
cave
entrance
and
leaned
them
,
one
on
each
side
of
a
tree
trunk
.
He
knew
what
was
in
them
and
he
never
liked
to
see
them
close
together
.
"
Bring
a
cup
for
me
,
"
the
gypsy
told
him
.
"
Is
there
wine
?
"
Robert
Jordan
asked
,
sitting
down
again
by
the
gypsy
.
"
Wine
?
Why
not
?
A
whole
skinful
.
Half
a
skinful
,
anyway
.
"
