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"
Really
of
no
one
?
"
Robert
Jordan
asked
her
.
"
Of
no
one
.
No
one
.
Neither
in
joke
nor
in
seriousness
.
Nor
of
thee
either
.
"
"
No
?
"
Robert
Jordan
said
and
he
could
feel
the
thickness
coming
in
his
throat
again
.
"
Good
.
I
have
no
time
for
any
woman
.
That
is
true
.
"
"
Not
fifteen
minutes
?
"
the
gypsy
asked
teasingly
.
"
Not
a
quarter
of
an
hour
?
"
Robert
Jordan
did
not
answer
.
He
looked
at
the
girl
,
Maria
,
and
his
throat
felt
too
thick
for
him
to
trust
himself
to
speak
.
Maria
looked
at
him
and
laughed
,
then
blushed
suddenly
but
kept
on
looking
at
him
.
"
You
are
blushing
,
"
Robert
Jordan
said
to
her
.
"
Do
you
blush
much
?
"
"
Never
.
"
"
You
are
blushing
now
.
"
"
Then
I
will
go
into
the
cave
.
"
"
Stay
here
,
Maria
.
"
