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Robert
Jordan
saw
a
woman
of
about
fifty
almost
as
big
as
Pablo
,
almost
as
wide
as
she
was
tall
,
in
black
peasant
skirt
and
waist
,
with
heavy
wool
socks
on
heavy
legs
,
black
rope
-
soled
shoes
and
a
brown
face
like
a
model
for
a
granite
monument
.
She
had
big
but
nice
-
looking
hands
and
her
thick
curly
black
hair
was
twisted
into
a
knot
on
her
neck
.
"
Answer
me
,
"
she
said
to
the
gypsy
,
ignoring
the
others
.
"
I
was
talking
to
these
comrades
.
This
one
comes
as
a
dynamiter
.
"
"
I
know
all
that
,
"
the
mujer
of
Pablo
said
.
"
Get
out
of
here
now
and
relieve
Andrés
who
is
on
guard
at
the
top
.
"
"
Me
voy
,
"
the
gypsy
said
.
"
I
go
.
"
He
turned
to
Robert
Jordan
.
"
I
will
see
thee
at
the
hour
of
eating
.
"
"
Not
even
in
a
joke
,
"
said
the
woman
to
him
.
"
Three
times
you
have
eaten
today
according
to
my
count
.
Go
now
and
send
me
Andrés
.
"
Hola
,
"
she
said
to
Robert
Jordan
and
put
out
her
hand
and
smiled
.
"
How
are
you
and
how
is
everything
in
the
Republic
?
"
"
Good
,
"
he
said
and
returned
her
strong
hand
grip
.
"
Both
with
me
and
with
the
Republic
.
"
"
I
am
happy
,
"
she
told
him
.
She
was
looking
into
his
face
and
smiling
and
he
noticed
she
had
fine
gray
eyes
.
"
Do
you
come
for
us
to
do
another
train
?
"
"
No
,
"
said
Robert
Jordan
,
trusting
her
instantly
.
"
For
a
bridge
.
"
