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This
would
be
an
incident
.
A
nothing
.
"
"
Qué
va
,
nothing
.
Every
fascist
dead
is
a
fascist
less
.
"
"
Yes
.
But
with
this
of
the
bridge
we
can
take
Segovia
.
The
Capital
of
a
Province
.
Think
of
that
.
It
will
be
the
first
one
we
will
take
.
"
"
Thou
believest
in
this
seriously
?
That
we
can
take
Segovia
?
"
"
Yes
.
It
is
possible
with
the
bridge
blown
correctly
.
"
"
I
would
like
to
have
the
massacre
here
and
the
bridge
,
too
.
"
"
Thou
hast
much
appetite
,
"
Robert
Jordan
told
him
.
All
this
time
he
had
been
watching
the
crows
.
Now
he
saw
one
was
watching
something
.
The
bird
cawed
and
flew
up
.
But
the
other
crow
still
stayed
in
the
tree
.
Robert
Jordan
looked
up
toward
Primitivo
’
s
place
high
in
the
rocks
.
He
saw
him
watching
out
over
the
country
below
but
he
made
no
signal
.
Robert
Jordan
leaned
forward
and
worked
the
lock
on
the
automatic
rifle
,
saw
the
round
in
the
chamber
and
let
the
lock
down
.
The
crow
was
still
there
in
the
tree
.
The
other
circled
wide
over
the
snow
and
then
settled
again
.
In
the
sun
and
the
warm
wind
the
snow
was
falling
from
the
laden
branches
of
the
pines
.
"
I
have
a
massacre
for
thee
for
tomorrow
morning
,
"
Robert
Jordan
said
.
"
It
is
necessary
to
exterminate
the
post
at
the
sawmill
.
"
"
I
am
ready
,
"
Agustín
said
,
"
Estoy
listo
.
"
