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"
Good
.
She
likes
the
girl
.
But
let
any
one
come
near
her
seriously
—
"
He
shook
his
head
and
clucked
with
his
tongue
.
"
She
is
very
good
with
the
girl
,
"
Anselmo
said
.
"
She
takes
good
care
of
her
.
"
"
When
we
picked
the
girl
up
at
the
time
of
the
train
she
was
very
strange
,
"
Rafael
said
.
"
She
would
not
speak
and
she
cried
all
the
time
and
if
any
one
touched
her
she
would
shiver
like
a
wet
dog
.
Only
lately
has
she
been
better
.
Lately
she
has
been
much
better
.
Today
she
was
fine
.
Just
now
,
talking
to
you
,
she
was
very
good
.
We
would
have
left
her
after
the
train
.
Certainly
it
was
not
worth
being
delayed
by
something
so
sad
and
ugly
and
apparently
worthless
.
But
the
old
woman
tied
a
rope
to
her
and
when
the
girl
thought
she
could
not
go
further
,
the
old
woman
beat
her
with
the
end
of
the
rope
to
make
her
go
.
Then
when
she
could
not
really
go
further
,
the
old
woman
carried
her
over
her
shoulder
.
When
the
old
woman
could
not
carry
her
,
I
carried
her
.
We
were
going
up
that
hill
breast
high
in
the
gorse
and
heather
.
And
when
I
could
no
longer
carry
her
,
Pablo
carried
her
.
But
what
the
old
woman
had
to
say
to
us
to
make
us
do
it
!
"
He
shook
his
head
at
the
memory
.
"
It
is
true
that
the
girl
is
long
in
the
legs
but
is
not
heavy
.
The
bones
are
light
and
she
weighs
little
.
But
she
weighs
enough
when
we
had
to
carry
her
and
stop
to
fire
and
then
carry
her
again
with
the
old
woman
lashing
at
Pablo
with
the
rope
and
carrying
his
rifle
,
putting
it
in
his
hand
when
he
would
drop
the
girl
,
making
him
pick
her
up
again
and
loading
the
gun
for
him
while
she
cursed
him
;
taking
the
shells
from
his
pouches
and
shoving
them
down
into
the
magazine
and
cursing
him
.
The
dusk
was
coming
well
on
then
and
when
the
night
came
it
was
all
right
.
But
it
was
lucky
that
they
had
no
cavalry
.
"
"
It
must
have
been
very
hard
at
the
train
,
"
Anselmo
said
.
"
I
was
not
there
,
"
he
explained
to
Robert
Jordan
.
"
There
was
the
band
of
Pablo
,
of
El
Sordo
,
whom
we
will
see
tonight
,
and
two
other
bands
of
these
mountains
.
I
had
gone
to
the
other
side
of
the
lines
.
"
"
In
addition
to
the
blond
one
with
the
rare
name
—
"
the
gypsy
said
.
"
Kashkin
.
"
"
Yes
.
It
is
a
name
I
can
never
dominate
.
We
had
two
with
a
machine
gun
.
They
were
sent
also
by
the
army
.
They
could
not
get
the
gun
away
and
lost
it
.
Certainly
it
weighed
no
more
than
that
girl
and
if
the
old
woman
had
been
over
them
they
would
have
gotten
it
away
.
"
He
shook
his
head
remembering
,
then
went
on
.
"
Never
in
my
life
have
I
seen
such
a
thing
as
when
the
explosion
was
produced
.
The
train
was
coming
steadily
.
We
saw
it
far
away
.
And
I
had
an
excitement
so
great
that
I
cannot
tell
it
.
We
saw
steam
from
it
and
then
later
came
the
noise
of
the
whistle
.
Then
it
came
chu
-
chu
-
chu
-
chu
-
chu
-
chu
steadily
larger
and
larger
and
then
,
at
the
moment
of
the
explosion
,
the
front
wheels
of
the
engine
rose
up
and
all
of
the
earth
seemed
to
rise
in
a
great
cloud
of
blackness
and
a
roar
and
the
engine
rose
high
in
the
cloud
of
dirt
and
of
the
wooden
ties
rising
in
the
air
as
in
a
dream
and
then
it
fell
onto
its
side
like
a
great
wounded
animal
and
there
was
an
explosion
of
white
steam
before
the
clods
of
the
other
explosion
had
ceased
to
fall
on
us
and
the
máquina
commenced
to
speak
ta
-
tat
-
tat
-
ta
!
"
went
the
gypsy
shaking
his
two
clenched
fists
up
and
down
in
front
of
him
,
thumbs
up
,
on
an
imaginary
machine
gun
.
"
Ta
!
Ta
!
Tat
!
Tat
!
Tat
!
Ta
!
"
he
exulted
.
"
Never
in
my
life
have
I
seen
such
a
thing
,
with
the
troops
running
from
the
train
and
the
máquina
speaking
into
them
and
the
men
falling
.
It
was
then
that
I
put
my
hand
on
themáquina
in
my
excitement
and
discovered
that
the
barrel
burned
and
at
that
moment
the
old
woman
slapped
me
on
the
side
of
the
face
and
said
,
‘
Shoot
,
you
fool
!
Shoot
or
I
will
kick
your
brains
in
!
’
Then
I
commenced
to
shoot
but
it
was
very
hard
to
hold
my
gun
steady
and
the
troops
were
running
up
the
far
hill
.
Later
,
after
we
had
been
down
at
the
train
to
see
what
there
was
to
take
,
an
officer
forced
some
troops
back
toward
us
at
the
point
of
a
pistol
.
He
kept
waving
the
pistol
and
shouting
at
them
and
we
were
all
shooting
at
him
but
no
one
hit
him
.
Then
some
troops
lay
down
and
commenced
firing
and
the
officer
walked
up
and
down
behind
them
with
his
pistol
and
still
we
could
not
hit
him
and
the
máquina
could
not
fire
on
him
because
of
the
position
of
the
train
.
This
officer
shot
two
men
as
they
lay
and
still
they
would
not
get
up
and
he
was
cursing
them
and
finally
they
got
up
,
one
two
and
three
at
a
time
and
came
running
toward
us
and
the
train
.
Then
they
lay
flat
again
and
fired
.
Then
we
left
,
with
the
máquina
still
speaking
over
us
as
we
left
.
It
was
then
I
found
the
girl
where
she
had
run
from
the
train
to
the
rocks
and
she
ran
with
us
.
It
was
those
troops
who
hunted
us
until
that
night
.
"
"
It
must
have
been
something
very
hard
,
"
Anselmo
said
.
"
Of
much
emotion
.
"
"
It
was
the
only
good
thing
we
have
done
,
"
said
a
deep
voice
.
"
What
are
you
doing
now
,
you
lazy
drunken
obscene
unsayable
son
of
an
unnameable
unmarried
gypsy
obscenity
?
What
are
you
doing
?
"
