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"
Did
you
hit
him
?
"
Sordo
asked
,
turning
his
head
with
difficulty
.
"
Nay
,
"
the
man
said
.
"
The
fornicator
ducked
back
.
"
"
Who
is
a
whore
of
whores
is
Pilar
,
"
the
man
with
his
chin
in
the
dirt
said
.
"
That
whore
knows
we
are
dying
here
.
"
"
She
could
do
no
good
,
"
Sordo
said
.
The
man
had
spoken
on
the
side
of
his
good
ear
and
he
had
heard
him
without
turning
his
head
.
"
What
could
she
do
?
"
"
Take
these
sluts
from
the
rear
.
"
"
Qué
va
,
"
Sordo
said
.
"
They
are
spread
around
a
hillside
.
How
would
she
come
on
them
?
There
are
a
hundred
and
fifty
of
them
.
Maybe
more
now
.
"
"
But
if
we
hold
out
until
dark
,
"
Joaquín
said
.
"
And
if
Christmas
comes
on
Easter
,
"
the
man
with
his
chin
on
the
ground
said
.
"
And
if
thy
aunt
had
cojones
she
would
be
thy
uncle
,
"
another
said
to
him
.
"
Send
for
thy
Pasionaria
.
She
alone
can
help
us
.
"
