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Then

later

she

heard

Pilar

’

s

big

voice

from

away

below

on

the

hillside

shouting

up

some

obscenity

to

her

that

she

could

not

understand

and

she

thought

,

Oh

,

God

no

,

no

.

Don

’

t

talk

like

that

with

him

in

peril

.

Don

’

t

offend

any

one

and

make

useless

risks

.

Don

’

t

give

any

provocation

.

Then

she

commenced

to

pray

for

Roberto

quickly

and

automatically

as

she

had

done

at

school

,

saying

the

prayers

as

fast

as

she

could

and

counting

them

on

the

fingers

of

her

left

hand

,

praying

by

tens

of

each

of

the

two

prayers

she

was

repeating

.

Then

the

bridge

blew

and

one

horse

snapped

his

halter

when

he

rose

and

jerked

his

head

at

the

cracking

roar

and

he

went

off

through

the

trees

.

Maria

caught

him

finally

and

brought

him

back

,

shivering

,

trembling

,

his

chest

dark

with

sweat

,

the

saddle

down

,

and

coming

back

through

the

trees

she

heard

shooting

below

and

she

thought

I

cannot

stand

this

longer

.

I

cannot

live

not

knowing

any

longer

.

I

cannot

breathe

and

my

mouth

is

so

dry

.

And

I

am

afraid

and

I

am

no

good

and

I

frighten

the

horses

and

only

caught

this

horse

by

hazard

because

he

knocked

the

saddle

down

against

a

tree

and

caught

himself

kicking

into

the

stirrups

and

now

as

I

get

the

saddle

up

,

Oh

,

God

,

I

do

not

know

.

I

cannot

bear

it

.

Oh

please

have

him

be

all

right

for

all

my

heart

and

all

of

me

is

at

the

bridge

.

The

Republic

is

one

thing

and

we

must

win

is

another

thing

.

But

,

Oh

,

Sweet

Blessed

Virgin

,

bring

him

back

to

me

from

the

bridge

and

I

will

do

anything

thou

sayest

ever

.

Because

I

am

not

here

.

There

isn

’

t

any

me

.

I

am

only

with

him

.

Take

care

of

him

for

me

and

that

will

be

me

and

then

I

will

do

the

things

for

thee

and

he

will

not

mind

.

Nor

will

it

be

against

the

Republic

.

Oh

,

please

forgive

me

for

I

am

very

confused

.

I

am

too

confused

now

.

But

if

thou

takest

care

of

him

I

will

do

whatever

is

right

.

I

will

do

what

he

says

and

what

you

say

.

With

the

two

of

me

I

will

do

it

.

But

this

now

not

knowing

I

cannot

endure

.

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Then

,

the

horse

tied

again

,

she

with

the

saddle

up

now

,

the

blanket

smoothed

,

hauling

tight

on

the

cinch

she

heard

the

big

,

deep

voice

from

the

timber

below

,

"

Maria

!

Maria

!

ThyInglés

is

all

right

.

Hear

me

?

All

right

.

Sin

Novedad

!

"

Maria

held

the

saddle

with

both

hands

and

pressed

her

cropped

head

hard

against

it

and

cried

.

She

heard

the

deep

voice

shouting

again

and

she

turned

from

the

saddle

and

shouted

,

choking

,

"

Yes

!

Thank

you

!

"

Then

,

choking

again

,

"

Thank

you

!

Thank

you

very

much

!

"

When

they

heard

the

planes

they

all

looked

up

and

the

planes

were

coming

from

Segovia

very

high

in

the

sky

,

silvery

in

the

high

sky

,

their

drumming

rising

over

all

the

other

sounds

.

"

Those

!

"

Pilar

said

.

"

There

has

only

lacked

those

!

"

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Robert

Jordan

put

his

arm

on

her

shoulders

as

he

watched

them

.

"

Nay

,

woman

,

"

he

said

.

"

Those

do

not

come

for

us

.

Those

have

no

time

for

us

.

Calm

thyself

.

"

"

I

hate

them

.

"

"

Me

too

.

But

now

I

must

go

to

Agustín

.

"

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