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"
But
,
how
then
—
"
Primitivo
asked
and
paused
without
completing
the
sentence
.
"
Estoy
listo
,
"
Robert
Jordan
said
.
"
I
am
ready
to
do
it
.
Since
you
are
all
decided
that
it
should
be
done
it
is
a
service
that
I
can
do
.
"
What
’
s
the
matter
?
he
thought
.
From
listening
to
him
I
am
beginning
to
talk
like
Fernando
.
That
language
must
be
infectious
.
French
,
the
language
of
diplomacy
.
Spanish
,
the
language
of
bureaucracy
.
"
No
,
"
Maria
said
.
"
No
.
"
"
This
is
none
of
thy
business
,
"
Pilar
said
to
the
girl
.
"
Keep
thy
mouth
shut
.
"
"
I
will
do
it
tonight
,
"
Robert
Jordan
said
.
He
saw
Pilar
looking
at
him
,
her
fingers
on
her
lips
.
She
was
looking
toward
the
door
.
The
blanket
fastened
across
the
opening
of
the
cave
was
lifted
and
Pablo
put
his
head
in
.
He
grinned
at
them
all
,
pushed
under
the
blanket
and
then
turned
and
fastened
it
again
.
He
turned
around
and
stood
there
,
then
pulled
the
blanket
cape
over
his
head
and
shook
the
snow
from
it
.
"
You
were
speaking
of
me
?
"
he
addressed
them
all
.
"
I
am
interrupting
?
"
