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"
Four
guns
,
you
say
?
"
Robert
Jordan
asked
him
.
"
Four
,
"
Anselmo
said
.
He
did
not
look
at
his
papers
.
"
Tell
me
what
else
went
up
the
road
.
"
While
Robert
Jordan
noted
Anselmo
told
him
everything
he
had
seen
move
past
him
on
the
road
.
He
told
it
from
the
beginning
and
in
order
with
the
wonderful
memory
of
those
who
cannot
read
or
write
,
and
twice
,
while
he
was
talking
,
Pablo
reached
out
for
more
wine
from
the
bowl
.
"
There
was
also
the
cavalry
which
entered
La
Granja
from
the
high
country
where
El
Sordo
fought
,
"
Anselmo
went
on
.
Then
he
told
the
number
of
the
wounded
he
had
seen
and
the
number
of
the
dead
across
the
saddles
.
"
There
was
a
bundle
packed
across
one
saddle
that
I
did
not
understand
,
"
he
said
.
"
But
now
I
know
it
was
the
heads
.
"
He
went
on
without
pausing
.
"
It
was
a
squadron
of
cavalry
.
They
had
only
one
officer
left
.
He
was
not
the
one
who
was
here
in
the
early
morning
when
you
were
by
the
gun
.
He
must
have
been
one
of
the
dead
.
Two
of
the
dead
were
officers
by
their
sleeves
.
They
were
lashed
face
down
over
the
saddles
,
their
arms
hanging
.
Also
they
had
the
máquina
of
El
Sordo
tied
to
the
saddle
that
bore
the
heads
.
The
barrel
was
bent
.
That
is
all
,
"
he
finished
.
"
It
is
enough
,
"
Robert
Jordan
said
and
dipped
his
cup
into
the
wine
bowl
.
"
Who
beside
you
has
been
through
the
lines
to
the
side
of
the
Republic
?
"
"
Andrés
and
Eladio
.
"
