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"
Then
wait
for
them
.
There
has
been
enough
stupidity
already
.
"
"
Bandidos
!
"
the
first
officer
shouted
suddenly
,
getting
to
his
feet
and
putting
his
head
well
up
above
the
boulder
so
that
the
crest
of
the
hill
looked
much
closer
as
he
stood
upright
.
"
Red
swine
!
Cowards
!
"
The
second
officer
looked
at
the
sniper
and
shook
his
head
.
The
sniper
looked
away
but
his
lips
tightened
.
The
first
officer
stood
there
,
his
head
all
clear
of
the
rock
and
with
his
hand
on
his
pistol
butt
.
He
cursed
and
vilified
the
hilltop
.
Nothing
happened
.
Then
he
stepped
clear
of
the
boulder
and
stood
there
looking
up
the
hill
.
"
Fire
,
cowards
,
if
you
are
alive
,
"
he
shouted
.
"
Fire
on
one
who
has
no
fear
of
any
Red
that
ever
came
out
of
the
belly
of
the
great
whore
.
"
This
last
was
quite
a
long
sentence
to
shout
and
the
officer
’
s
face
was
red
and
congested
as
he
finished
.
The
second
officer
,
who
was
a
thin
sunburned
man
with
quiet
eyes
,
a
thin
,
long
-
lipped
mouth
and
a
stubble
of
beard
over
his
hollow
cheeks
,
shook
his
head
again
.
It
was
this
officer
who
was
shouting
who
had
ordered
the
first
assault
.
The
young
lieutenant
who
was
dead
up
the
slope
had
been
the
best
friend
of
this
other
lieutenant
who
was
named
Paco
Berrendo
and
who
was
listening
to
the
shouting
of
the
captain
,
who
was
obviously
in
a
state
of
exaltation
.
"
Those
are
the
swine
who
shot
my
sister
and
my
mother
,
"
the
captain
said
.
He
had
a
red
face
and
a
blond
,
British
-
looking
moustache
and
there
was
something
wrong
about
his
eyes
.
They
were
a
light
blue
and
the
lashes
were
light
,
too
.
As
you
looked
at
them
they
seemed
to
focus
slowly
.
Then
"
Reds
,
"
he
shouted
.
"
Cowards
!
"
and
commenced
cursing
again
.
He
stood
absolutely
clear
now
and
,
sighting
carefully
,
fired
his
pistol
at
the
only
target
that
the
hilltop
presented
:
the
dead
horse
that
had
belonged
to
Sordo
.
The
bullet
threw
up
a
puff
of
dirt
fifteen
yards
below
the
horse
.
The
captain
fired
again
.
The
bullet
hit
a
rock
and
sung
off
.
