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"
It
is
better
,
"
the
officer
said
.
"
We
are
safer
that
way
.
"
They
went
on
down
the
hill
in
the
dark
.
Now
Robert
Jordan
lay
with
the
girl
and
he
watched
time
passing
on
his
wrist
.
It
went
slowly
,
almost
imperceptibly
,
for
it
was
a
small
watch
and
he
could
not
see
the
second
hand
.
But
as
he
watched
the
minute
hand
he
found
he
could
almost
check
its
motion
with
his
concentration
.
The
girl
’
s
head
was
under
his
chin
and
when
he
moved
his
head
to
look
at
the
watch
he
felt
the
cropped
head
against
his
cheek
,
and
it
was
as
soft
but
as
alive
and
silkily
rolling
as
when
a
marten
’
s
fur
rises
under
the
caress
of
your
hand
when
you
spread
the
trap
jaws
open
and
lift
the
marten
clear
and
,
holding
it
,
stroke
the
fur
smooth
.
His
throat
swelled
when
his
cheek
moved
against
Maria
’
s
hair
and
there
was
a
hollow
aching
from
his
throat
all
through
him
as
he
held
his
arms
around
her
;
his
head
dropped
,
his
eyes
close
to
the
watch
where
the
lance
-
pointed
,
luminous
splinter
moved
slowly
up
the
left
face
of
the
dial
.
He
could
see
its
movement
clearly
and
steadily
now
and
he
held
Maria
close
now
to
slow
it
.
He
did
not
want
to
wake
her
but
he
could
not
leave
her
alone
now
in
this
last
time
and
he
put
his
lips
behind
her
ear
and
moved
them
up
along
her
neck
,
feeling
the
smooth
skin
and
the
soft
touch
of
her
hair
on
them
.
He
could
see
the
hand
moving
on
the
watch
and
he
held
her
tighter
and
ran
the
tip
of
his
tongue
along
her
cheek
and
onto
the
lobe
of
her
ear
and
along
the
lovely
convolutions
to
the
sweet
,
firm
rim
at
the
top
,
and
his
tongue
was
trembling
.
He
felt
the
trembling
run
through
all
of
the
hollow
aching
and
he
saw
the
hand
of
the
watch
now
mounting
in
sharp
angle
toward
the
top
where
the
hour
was
.
Now
while
she
still
slept
he
turned
her
head
and
put
his
lips
to
hers
.
They
lay
there
,
just
touching
lightly
against
the
sleep
-
firm
mouth
and
he
swung
them
softly
across
it
,
feeling
them
brush
lightly
.
He
turned
himself
toward
her
and
he
felt
her
shiver
along
the
long
,
light
lovely
body
and
then
she
sighed
,
sleeping
,
and
then
she
,
still
sleeping
,
held
him
too
and
then
,
unsleeping
,
her
lips
were
against
his
firm
and
hard
and
pressing
and
he
said
,
"
But
the
pain
.
"
And
she
said
,
"
Nay
,
there
is
no
pain
.
"
"
Rabbit
.
"
"
Nay
,
speak
not
.
"
"
My
rabbit
.
"
"
Speak
not
.
Speak
not
.
"
Then
they
were
together
so
that
as
the
hand
on
the
watch
moved
,
unseen
now
,
they
knew
that
nothing
could
ever
happen
to
the
one
that
did
not
happen
to
the
other
,
that
no
other
thing
could
happen
more
than
this
;
that
this
was
all
and
always
;
this
was
what
had
been
and
now
and
whatever
was
to
come
.
This
,
that
they
were
not
to
have
,
they
were
having
.
They
were
having
now
and
before
and
always
and
now
and
now
and
now
.
Oh
,
now
,
now
,
now
,
the
only
now
,
and
above
all
now
,
and
there
is
no
other
now
but
thou
now
and
now
is
thy
prophet
.
Now
and
forever
now
.
Come
now
,
now
,
for
there
is
no
now
but
now
.
Yes
,
now
.
