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He
was
leaning
on
the
automatic
rifle
,
its
legs
folded
close
against
the
fretted
barrel
,
his
pockets
were
full
of
grenades
,
a
sack
of
pans
hung
from
one
shoulder
,
and
a
full
bandolier
of
ammunition
hung
over
the
other
shoulder
.
He
was
smoking
a
cigarette
and
he
held
a
bowl
of
coffee
in
one
hand
and
blew
smoke
onto
its
surface
as
he
raised
it
to
his
lips
.
"
Thou
art
a
walking
hardware
store
,
"
Pilar
said
to
him
.
"
Thou
canst
not
walk
a
hundred
yards
with
all
that
.
"
"
Qué
va
,
woman
,
"
Agustín
said
.
"
It
is
all
downhill
.
"
"
There
is
a
climb
to
the
post
,
"
Fernando
said
.
"
Before
the
downward
slope
commences
.
"
"
I
will
climb
it
like
a
goat
,
"
Agustín
said
.
"
And
thy
brother
?
"
he
asked
Eladio
.
"
Thy
famous
brother
has
mucked
off
?
"
Eladio
was
standing
against
the
wall
.
"
Shut
up
,
"
he
said
.
He
was
nervous
and
he
knew
they
all
knew
it
.
He
was
always
nervous
and
irritable
before
action
.
He
moved
from
the
wall
to
the
table
and
began
filling
his
pockets
with
grenades
from
one
of
the
rawhide
-
covered
panniers
that
leaned
,
open
,
against
the
table
leg
.
