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"
I
am
crazy
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
love
thee
.
"
"
Then
get
thee
back
.
"
"
Good
.
I
go
.
And
if
thou
dost
not
love
me
,
I
love
thee
enough
for
both
.
"
He
looked
at
her
and
smiled
through
his
thinking
.
"
When
you
hear
firing
,
"
he
said
,
"
come
with
the
horses
.
Aid
the
Pilar
with
my
sacks
.
It
is
possible
there
will
be
nothing
.
I
hope
so
.
"
"
I
go
,
"
she
said
.
"
Look
what
a
horse
Pablo
rides
.
"
The
big
gray
was
moving
ahead
up
the
trail
.
"
Yes
.
But
go
.
"
"
I
go
"
Her
fist
,
clenched
tight
in
his
pocket
,
beat
hard
against
his
thigh
.
He
looked
at
her
and
saw
there
were
tears
in
her
eyes
.
She
pulled
her
fist
out
of
his
pocket
and
put
both
arms
tight
around
his
neck
and
kissed
him
.
