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"
Good
,
"
said
the
man
.
"
Dentro
de
la
gravedad
.
"
"
What
are
you
riding
?
"
Pilar
asked
him
.
"
The
gray
of
Pablo
,
"
the
man
said
.
"
It
is
much
horse
.
"
"
Come
on
,
"
another
man
said
.
"
Let
us
go
.
There
is
no
good
in
gossiping
here
.
"
"
How
art
thou
,
Elicio
?
"
Pilar
said
to
him
as
he
mounted
.
"
How
would
I
be
?
"
he
said
rudely
.
"
Come
on
,
woman
,
we
have
work
to
do
.
"
Pablo
mounted
the
big
bay
horse
.
"
Keep
thy
mouths
shut
and
follow
me
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
will
lead
you
to
the
place
where
we
will
leave
the
horses
.
"
During
the
time
that
Robert
Jordan
had
slept
through
,
the
time
he
had
spent
planning
the
destruction
of
the
bridge
and
the
time
that
he
had
been
with
Maria
,
Andrés
had
made
slow
progress
.
Until
he
had
reached
the
Republican
lines
he
had
travelled
across
country
and
through
the
fascist
lines
as
fast
as
a
countryman
in
good
physical
condition
who
knew
the
country
well
could
travel
in
the
dark
.
But
once
inside
the
Republican
lines
it
went
very
slowly
.
In
theory
he
should
only
have
had
to
show
the
safe
-
conduct
given
him
by
Robert
Jordan
stamped
with
the
seal
of
the
S
.
I
.
M
.
and
the
dispatch
which
bore
the
same
seal
and
be
passed
along
toward
his
destination
with
the
greatest
speed
.
But
first
he
had
encountered
the
company
commander
in
the
front
line
who
had
regarded
the
whole
mission
with
owlishly
grave
suspicion
.
