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"
Very
fast
,
"
he
said
and
grinned
in
the
dark
.
"
Come
,
guapa
,
let
us
go
and
eat
.
"
"
And
thy
robe
?
"
"
Roll
it
up
,
if
it
pleases
thee
.
"
"
It
pleases
me
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
will
help
thee
.
"
"
Nay
.
Let
me
do
it
alone
.
"
She
knelt
to
spread
and
roll
the
robe
,
then
changed
her
mind
and
stood
up
and
shook
it
so
it
flapped
.
Then
she
knelt
down
again
to
straighten
it
and
roll
it
.
Robert
Jordan
picked
up
the
two
packs
,
holding
them
carefully
so
that
nothing
would
spill
from
the
slits
in
them
,
and
walked
over
through
the
pines
to
the
cave
mouth
where
the
smoky
blanket
hung
.
It
was
ten
minutes
to
three
by
his
watch
when
he
pushed
the
blanket
aside
with
his
elbow
and
went
into
the
cave
.
They
were
in
the
cave
and
the
men
were
standing
before
the
fire
Maria
was
fanning
.
Pilar
had
coffee
ready
in
a
pot
.
She
had
not
gone
back
to
bed
at
all
since
she
had
roused
Robert
Jordan
and
now
she
was
sitting
on
a
stool
in
the
smoky
cave
sewing
the
rip
in
one
of
Jordan
’
s
packs
.
The
other
pack
was
already
sewed
.
The
firelight
lit
up
her
face
.
"
Take
more
of
the
stew
,
"
she
said
to
Fernando
.
"
What
does
it
matter
if
thy
belly
should
be
full
?
There
is
no
doctor
to
operate
if
you
take
a
goring
.
"
"
Don
’
t
speak
that
way
,
woman
,
"
Agustín
said
.
"
Thou
hast
the
tongue
of
the
great
whore
.
"
