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"
Of
course
,
"
he
said
.
He
bent
his
head
to
kiss
her
and
his
pack
rolled
forward
against
the
back
of
his
head
so
that
his
forehead
bumped
hers
hard
.
As
this
happened
he
knew
this
had
happened
before
too
.
"
Don
’
t
cry
,
"
he
said
,
awkward
not
only
from
the
load
.
"
I
do
not
,
"
she
said
.
"
But
come
back
quickly
.
"
"
Do
not
worry
when
you
hear
the
firing
.
There
is
bound
to
be
much
firing
.
"
"
Nay
.
Only
come
back
quickly
.
"
"
Good
-
by
,
guapa
,
"
he
said
awkwardly
.
"
Salud
,
Roberto
.
"
Robert
Jordan
had
not
felt
this
young
since
he
had
taken
the
train
at
Red
Lodge
to
go
down
to
Billings
to
get
the
train
there
to
go
away
to
school
for
the
first
time
.
He
had
been
afraid
to
go
and
he
did
not
want
any
one
to
know
it
and
,
at
the
station
,
just
before
the
conductor
picked
up
the
box
he
would
step
up
on
to
reach
the
steps
of
the
day
coach
,
his
father
had
kissed
him
good
-
by
and
said
,
"
May
the
Lord
watch
between
thee
and
me
while
we
are
absent
the
one
from
the
other
.
"
His
father
had
been
a
very
religious
man
and
he
had
said
it
simply
and
sincerely
.
But
his
moustache
had
been
moist
and
his
eyes
were
damp
with
emotion
and
Robert
Jordan
had
been
so
embarrassed
by
all
of
it
,
the
damp
religious
sound
of
the
prayer
,
and
by
his
father
kissing
him
good
-
by
,
that
he
had
felt
suddenly
so
much
older
than
his
father
and
sorry
for
him
that
he
could
hardly
bear
it
.
After
the
train
started
he
had
stood
on
the
rear
platform
and
watched
the
station
and
the
water
tower
grow
smaller
and
smaller
and
the
rails
crossed
by
the
ties
narrowed
toward
a
point
where
the
station
and
the
water
tower
stood
now
minute
and
tiny
in
the
steady
clicking
that
was
taking
him
away
.
