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"
That
we
should
win
this
war
and
shoot
nobody
,
"
Anselmo
said
.
"
That
we
should
govern
justly
and
that
all
should
participate
in
the
benefits
according
as
they
have
striven
for
them
.
And
that
those
who
have
fought
against
us
should
be
educated
to
see
their
error
.
"
"
We
will
have
to
shoot
many
,
"
Agustín
said
.
"
Many
,
many
,
many
.
"
He
thumped
his
closed
right
fist
against
the
palm
of
his
left
hand
.
"
That
we
should
shoot
none
.
Not
even
the
leaders
.
That
they
should
be
reformed
by
work
.
"
"
I
know
the
work
I
’
d
put
them
at
,
"
Agustín
said
,
and
he
picked
up
some
snow
and
put
it
in
his
mouth
.
"
What
,
bad
one
?
"
Robert
Jordan
asked
.
"
Two
trades
of
the
utmost
brilliance
.
"
"
They
are
?
"
Agustín
put
some
more
snow
in
his
mouth
and
looked
across
the
clearing
where
the
cavalry
had
ridden
.
Then
he
spat
the
melted
snow
out
.
"
Vaya
.
What
a
breakfast
,
"
he
said
.
"
Where
is
the
filthy
gypsy
?
"
"
What
trades
?
"
Robert
Jordan
asked
him
.
"
Speak
,
bad
mouth
.
"
