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"
Then
sleep
well
on
it
,
"
she
had
said
and
Robert
Jordan
had
opened
one
of
the
packs
and
pulled
the
robe
out
and
replaced
those
things
wrapped
in
it
back
in
the
pack
and
carried
the
robe
out
,
ducking
under
the
blanket
again
,
and
spread
it
over
the
boughs
so
that
the
closed
end
of
the
robe
was
against
the
pole
that
was
pegged
cross
-
wise
at
the
foot
of
the
bed
.
The
open
head
of
the
robe
was
protected
by
the
rock
wall
of
the
cliff
.
Then
he
went
back
into
the
cave
for
his
packs
but
Pilar
said
,
"
They
can
sleep
with
me
as
last
night
.
"
"
Will
you
not
have
sentries
?
"
he
asked
.
"
The
night
is
clear
and
the
storm
is
over
.
"
"
Fernando
goes
,
"
Pilar
said
.
Maria
was
in
the
back
of
the
cave
and
Robert
Jordan
could
not
see
her
.
"
Good
night
to
every
one
,
"
he
had
said
.
"
I
am
going
to
sleep
.
"
Of
the
others
,
who
were
laying
out
blankets
and
bedrolls
on
the
floor
in
front
of
the
cooking
fire
,
pushing
back
the
slab
tables
and
the
rawhide
-
covered
stools
to
make
sleeping
space
,
Primitivo
and
Andrés
looked
up
and
said
,
"
Buenas
noches
.
"
Anselmo
was
already
asleep
in
a
corner
,
rolled
in
his
blanket
and
his
cape
,
not
even
his
nose
showing
.
Pablo
was
asleep
in
his
chair
.
"
Do
you
want
a
sheep
hide
for
thy
bed
?
"
Pilar
asked
Robert
Jordan
softly
.
"
Nay
,
"
he
said
.
"
Thank
thee
.
I
do
not
need
it
.
"
