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"
How
are
you
making
it
?
"
"
All
right
,
"
the
young
man
said
.
He
was
sweating
heavily
and
his
thigh
muscles
were
twitchy
from
the
steepness
of
the
climb
.
"
Wait
here
now
for
me
.
I
go
ahead
to
warn
them
.
You
do
not
want
to
be
shot
at
carrying
that
stuff
.
"
"
Not
even
in
a
joke
,
"
the
young
man
said
.
"
Is
it
far
?
"
"
It
is
very
close
.
How
do
they
call
thee
?
"
"
Roberto
,
"
the
young
man
answered
.
He
had
slipped
the
pack
off
and
lowered
it
gently
down
between
two
boulders
by
the
stream
bed
.
"
Wait
here
,
then
,
Roberto
,
and
I
will
return
for
you
.
"
"
Good
,
"
the
young
man
said
.
"
But
do
you
plan
to
go
down
this
way
to
the
bridge
?
"
"
No
.
When
we
go
to
the
bridge
it
will
be
by
another
way
.
Shorter
and
easier
.
"
"
I
do
not
want
this
material
to
be
stored
too
far
from
the
bridge
.
"
