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Anselmo
and
Robert
Jordan
left
him
there
and
went
back
to
where
the
packs
were
.
"
Where
had
we
best
leave
them
?
"
Robert
Jordan
whispered
.
"
I
think
here
.
But
canst
thou
be
sure
of
the
sentry
with
thy
small
máquina
from
here
?
"
"
Is
this
exactly
where
we
were
on
that
day
?
"
"
The
same
tree
,
"
Anselmo
said
so
low
Jordan
could
barely
hear
him
and
he
knew
he
was
speaking
without
moving
his
lips
as
he
had
spoken
that
first
day
.
"
I
marked
it
with
my
knife
.
"
Robert
Jordan
had
the
feeling
again
of
it
all
having
happened
before
,
but
this
time
it
came
from
his
own
repetition
of
a
query
and
Anselmo
’
s
answer
.
It
had
been
the
same
with
Agustín
,
who
had
asked
a
question
about
the
sentries
although
he
knew
the
answer
.
"
It
is
close
enough
.
Even
too
close
,
"
he
whispered
.
"
But
the
light
is
behind
us
.
We
are
all
right
here
.
"
"
Then
I
will
go
now
to
cross
the
gorge
and
be
in
position
at
the
other
end
,
"
Anselmo
said
.
Then
he
said
,
"
Pardon
me
,
Inglés
.
So
that
there
is
no
mistake
.
In
case
I
am
stupid
.
"
"
What
?
"
he
breathed
very
softly
.
