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"
In
this
storm
?
Qué
va
.
"
There
were
six
men
sitting
at
the
table
and
leaning
back
against
the
wall
.
Anselmo
and
Fernando
were
still
shaking
the
snow
from
their
jackets
,
beating
their
trousers
and
rapping
their
feet
against
the
wall
by
the
entrance
.
"
Let
me
take
thy
jacket
,
"
Maria
said
.
"
Do
not
let
the
snow
melt
on
it
.
"
Robert
Jordan
slipped
out
of
his
jacket
,
beat
the
snow
from
his
trousers
,
and
untied
his
shoes
.
"
You
will
get
everything
wet
here
,
"
Pilar
said
.
"
It
was
thee
who
called
me
.
"
"
Still
there
is
no
impediment
to
returning
to
the
door
for
thy
brushing
.
"
"
Excuse
me
,
"
Robert
Jordan
said
,
standing
in
his
bare
feet
on
the
dirt
floor
.
"
Hunt
me
a
pair
of
socks
,
Maria
.
"
"
The
Lord
and
Master
,
"
Pilar
said
and
poked
a
piece
of
wood
into
the
fire
.
"
Hay
que
aprovechar
el
tiempo
,
"
Robert
Jordan
told
her
.
"
You
have
to
take
advantage
of
what
time
there
is
.
"
