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Robert
Jordan
felt
the
weight
of
his
heavy
pack
,
the
dragging
on
his
neck
from
the
pull
of
his
jacket
with
its
pockets
full
of
grenades
,
the
weight
of
his
pistol
against
his
thigh
,
and
the
bulging
of
his
trouser
pockets
where
the
clips
for
the
submachine
gun
were
.
In
his
mouth
was
the
taste
of
the
coffee
,
in
his
right
hand
he
carried
the
submachine
gun
and
with
his
left
hand
he
reached
and
pulled
up
the
collar
of
his
jacket
to
ease
the
pull
of
the
pack
straps
.
"
Inglés
,
"
Pablo
said
to
him
,
walking
close
beside
him
in
the
dark
.
"
What
,
man
?
"
"
These
I
have
brought
think
this
is
to
be
successful
because
I
have
brought
them
,
"
Pablo
said
.
"
Do
not
say
anything
to
disillusion
them
.
"
"
Good
,
"
Robert
Jordan
said
.
"
But
let
us
make
it
successful
.
"
"
They
have
five
horses
,
sabes
?
"
Pablo
said
cautiously
.
"
Good
,
"
said
Robert
Jordan
.
"
We
will
keep
all
the
horses
together
.
"
"
Good
,
"
said
Pablo
,
and
nothing
more
.
I
didn
’
t
think
you
had
experienced
any
complete
conversion
on
the
road
to
Tarsus
,
old
Pablo
,
Robert
Jordan
thought
.
No
.
Your
coming
back
was
miracle
enough
.
I
don
’
t
think
there
will
ever
be
any
problem
about
canonizing
you
.
