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Now
Anselmo
was
halted
by
a
pine
tree
in
the
dark
and
he
took
Robert
Jordan
’
s
wrist
and
whispered
,
so
low
Jordan
could
hardly
hear
him
,
"
Look
.
There
is
the
fire
in
his
brazier
.
"
It
was
a
point
of
light
below
where
Robert
Jordan
knew
the
bridge
joined
the
road
.
"
Here
is
where
we
watched
,
"
Anselmo
said
.
He
took
Robert
Jordan
’
s
hand
and
bent
it
down
to
touch
a
small
fresh
blaze
low
on
a
tree
trunk
.
"
This
I
marked
while
thou
watched
.
To
the
right
is
where
thou
wished
to
put
the
máquina
.
"
"
We
will
place
it
there
.
"
"
Good
.
"
They
put
the
packs
down
behind
the
base
of
the
pine
trunks
and
the
two
of
them
followed
Anselmo
over
to
the
level
place
where
there
was
a
clump
of
seedling
pines
.
"
It
is
here
,
"
Anselmo
said
.
"
Just
here
.
"
"
From
here
,
with
daylight
,
"
Robert
Jordan
crouched
behind
the
small
trees
whispered
to
Agustín
,
"
thou
wilt
see
a
small
stretch
of
road
and
the
entrance
to
the
bridge
.
Thou
wilt
see
the
length
of
the
bridge
and
a
small
stretch
of
road
at
the
other
end
before
it
rounds
the
curve
of
the
rocks
.
"
Agustín
said
nothing
.
"
Here
thou
wilt
lie
while
we
prepare
the
exploding
and
fire
on
anything
that
comes
from
above
or
below
.
"
