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"
I
do
not
wish
to
say
it
.
"
"
Perhaps
it
would
be
better
to
say
it
if
it
could
be
important
.
"
"
You
think
it
is
important
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
"
But
how
can
you
know
when
you
do
not
know
what
it
is
?
"
"
From
thy
manner
.
"
"
I
will
not
keep
it
from
you
then
.
The
Pilar
told
me
that
we
would
all
die
tomorrow
and
that
you
know
it
as
well
as
she
does
and
that
you
give
it
no
importance
.
She
said
this
not
in
criticism
but
in
admiration
.
"
"
She
said
that
?
"
he
said
.
The
crazy
bitch
,
he
thought
,
and
he
said
,
"
That
is
more
of
her
gypsy
manure
.
That
is
the
way
old
market
women
and
café
cowards
talk
.
That
is
manuring
obscenity
.
"
He
felt
the
sweat
that
came
from
under
his
armpits
and
slid
down
between
his
arm
and
his
side
and
he
said
to
himself
,
So
you
are
scared
,
eh
?
and
aloud
he
said
,
"
She
is
a
manure
-
mouthed
superstitious
bitch
.
Let
us
talk
again
of
Madrid
.
"
"
Then
you
know
no
such
thing
?
"
"
Of
course
not
.
Do
not
talk
such
manure
,
"
he
said
,
using
a
stronger
,
ugly
word
.
