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"
Keep
down
,
"
Robert
Jordan
said
.
Then
the
plane
was
overhead
,
its
shadows
passing
over
the
open
glade
,
the
throbbing
reaching
its
maximum
of
portent
.
Then
it
was
past
and
headed
toward
the
top
of
the
valley
.
They
watched
it
go
steadily
on
its
course
until
it
was
just
out
of
sight
and
then
they
saw
it
coming
back
in
a
wide
dipping
circle
,
to
circle
twice
over
the
high
country
and
then
disappear
in
the
direction
of
Segovia
.
Robert
Jordan
looked
at
Pilar
.
There
was
perspiration
on
her
forehead
and
she
shook
her
head
.
She
had
been
holding
her
lower
lip
between
her
teeth
.
"
For
each
one
there
is
something
,
"
she
said
.
"
For
me
it
is
those
.
"
"
Thou
hast
not
caught
my
fear
?
"
Primitivo
said
sarcastically
.
"
Nay
,
"
she
put
her
hand
on
his
shoulder
.
"
Thou
hast
no
fear
to
catch
.
I
know
that
.
I
am
sorry
I
joked
too
roughly
with
thee
.
We
are
all
in
the
same
caldron
.
"
Then
she
spoke
to
Robert
Jordan
.
"
I
will
send
up
food
and
wine
.
Dost
need
anything
more
?
"
"
Not
in
this
moment
.
Where
are
the
others
?
"
"
Thy
reserve
is
intact
below
with
the
horses
,
"
she
grinned
.
"
Everything
is
out
of
sight
.
Everything
to
go
is
ready
.
Maria
is
with
thy
material
.
"
"
If
by
any
chance
we
should
have
aviation
keep
her
in
the
cave
.
"
"
Yes
,
my
Lord
Inglés
,
"
Pilar
said
.
"
Thy
gypsy
(
I
give
him
to
thee
)
I
have
sent
to
gather
mushrooms
to
cook
with
the
hares
