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Overhead
he
heard
the
noise
of
a
plane
flying
very
high
.
Through
the
trees
he
saw
where
the
gray
horse
had
stopped
and
was
standing
,
his
rider
still
hanging
face
down
from
the
stirrup
.
"
Go
catch
that
horse
,
"
he
called
to
Primitivo
who
had
started
over
toward
him
.
Then
,
"
Who
was
on
guard
at
the
top
?
"
"
Rafael
,
"
Pilar
said
from
the
cave
.
She
stood
there
,
her
hair
still
down
her
back
in
two
braids
.
"
There
’
s
cavalry
out
,
"
Robert
Jordan
said
.
"
Get
your
damned
gun
up
there
.
"
He
heard
Pilar
call
,
"
Agustín
,
"
into
the
cave
.
Then
she
went
into
the
cave
and
then
two
men
came
running
out
,
one
with
the
automatic
rifle
with
its
tripod
swung
on
his
shoulder
;
the
other
with
a
sackful
of
the
pans
.
"
Get
up
there
with
them
,
"
Robert
Jordan
said
to
Anselmo
.
"
You
lie
beside
the
gun
and
hold
the
legs
still
,
"
he
said
.
The
three
of
them
went
up
the
trail
through
the
woods
at
a
run
.
The
sun
had
not
yet
come
up
over
the
tops
of
the
mountains
and
Robert
Jordan
stood
straight
buttoning
his
trousers
and
tightening
his
belt
,
the
big
pistol
hanging
from
the
lanyard
on
his
wrist
.
He
put
the
pistol
in
its
holster
on
his
belt
and
slipped
the
knot
down
on
the
lanyard
and
passed
the
loop
over
his
head
.
Somebody
will
choke
you
with
that
sometime
,
he
thought
.
Well
,
this
has
done
it
.
He
took
the
pistol
out
of
the
holster
,
removed
the
clip
,
inserted
one
of
the
cartridges
from
the
row
alongside
of
the
holster
and
shoved
the
clip
back
into
the
butt
of
the
pistol
.
