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"
And
now
get
us
through
today
,
"
Robert
Jordan
said
.
"
For
it
is
thee
who
has
the
plan
for
this
.
"
"
I
have
a
good
plan
,
"
Pablo
said
.
"
With
a
little
luck
we
will
be
all
right
.
"
He
was
beginning
to
breathe
better
.
"
You
’
re
not
going
to
kill
any
of
us
,
are
you
?
"
Agustín
said
.
"
For
I
will
kill
thee
now
.
"
"
Shut
up
,
"
Pablo
said
.
"
I
have
to
look
after
thy
interest
and
that
of
the
band
.
This
is
war
.
One
cannot
do
what
one
would
wish
.
"
"
Cabrón
,
"
said
Agustín
.
"
You
take
all
the
prizes
.
"
"
Tell
me
what
thou
encountered
below
,
"
Robert
Jordan
said
to
Pablo
.
"
Everything
,
"
Pablo
repeated
.
He
was
still
breathing
as
though
it
were
tearing
his
chest
but
he
could
talk
steadily
now
and
his
face
and
head
were
running
with
sweat
and
his
shoulders
and
chest
were
soaked
with
it
.
He
looked
at
Robert
Jordan
cautiously
to
see
if
he
were
really
friendly
and
then
he
grinned
.
"
Everything
,
"
he
said
again
.
"
First
we
took
the
post
.
Then
came
a
motorcyclist
.
Then
another
.
Then
an
ambulance
.
Then
a
camion
.
Then
the
tank
.
Just
before
thou
didst
the
bridge
.
"
"
Then
—
—
"
