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Andrés
heard
a
bolt
click
again
.
"
Nothing
,
"
he
shouted
.
"
I
say
nothing
.
Do
not
shoot
until
I
get
through
this
fornicating
wire
.
"
"
Don
’
t
speak
badly
of
our
wire
,
"
some
one
shouted
.
"
Or
we
’
ll
toss
a
bomb
on
you
.
"
"
Quiero
decir
,
qué
buena
alambrada
,
"
Andrés
shouted
.
"
What
beautiful
wire
.
God
in
a
latrine
.
What
lovely
wire
.
Soon
I
will
be
with
thee
,
brothers
.
"
"
Throw
a
bomb
at
him
,
"
he
heard
the
one
voice
say
.
"
I
tell
you
that
’
s
the
soundest
way
to
deal
with
the
whole
thing
.
"
"
Brothers
,
"
Andrés
said
.
He
was
wet
through
with
sweat
and
he
knew
the
bomb
advocate
was
perfectly
capable
of
tossing
a
grenade
at
any
moment
.
"
I
have
no
importance
.
"
"
I
believe
it
,
"
the
bomb
man
said
.
"
You
are
right
,
"
Andrés
said
.
He
was
working
carefully
through
the
third
belt
of
wire
and
he
was
very
close
to
the
parapet
.
"
I
have
no
importance
of
any
kind
.
But
the
affair
is
serious
.
Muy
,
muy
serio
.
"
"
There
is
no
more
serious
thing
than
liberty
,
"
the
bomb
man
shouted
.
"
Thou
thinkest
there
is
anything
more
serious
than
liberty
?
"
he
asked
challengingly
.
