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He
could
move
all
right
.
He
could
move
toward
the
right
.
But
his
left
leg
stayed
perfectly
flat
under
the
horse
as
he
moved
to
the
right
.
It
was
as
though
there
was
a
new
joint
in
it
;
not
the
hip
joint
but
another
one
that
went
sideways
like
a
hinge
.
Then
he
knew
what
it
was
all
right
and
just
then
the
gray
horse
knee
-
ed
himself
up
and
Robert
Jordan
’
s
right
leg
,
that
had
kicked
the
stirrup
loose
just
as
it
should
,
slipped
clear
over
the
saddle
and
came
down
beside
him
and
he
felt
with
his
two
hands
of
his
thigh
bone
where
the
left
leg
lay
flat
against
the
ground
and
his
hands
both
felt
the
sharp
bone
and
where
it
pressed
against
the
skin
.
The
gray
horse
was
standing
almost
over
him
and
he
could
see
his
ribs
heaving
.
The
grass
was
green
where
he
sat
and
there
were
meadow
flowers
in
it
and
he
looked
down
the
slope
across
to
the
road
and
the
bridge
and
the
gorge
and
the
road
and
saw
the
tank
and
waited
for
the
next
flash
.
It
came
almost
at
once
with
again
no
whish
and
in
the
burst
of
it
,
with
the
smell
of
the
high
explosive
,
the
dirt
clods
scattering
and
the
steel
whirring
off
,
he
saw
the
big
gray
horse
sit
quietly
down
beside
him
as
though
it
were
a
horse
in
a
circus
.
And
then
,
looking
at
the
horse
sitting
there
,
he
heard
the
sound
the
horse
was
making
.
Then
Primitivo
and
Agustín
had
him
under
the
armpits
and
were
dragging
him
up
the
last
slope
and
the
new
joint
in
his
leg
let
it
swing
any
way
the
ground
swung
it
.
Once
a
shell
whished
close
over
them
and
they
dropped
him
and
fell
flat
,
but
the
dirt
scattered
over
them
and
and
the
metal
sung
off
and
they
picked
him
up
again
.
And
then
they
had
him
up
to
the
shelter
of
the
long
draw
in
the
timber
where
the
horses
were
,
and
Maria
,
Pilar
and
Pablo
were
standing
over
him
.
Maria
was
kneeling
by
him
and
saying
,
"
Roberto
,
what
hast
thou
?
"
He
said
,
sweating
heavily
,
"
The
left
leg
is
broken
,
guapa
.
"
"
We
will
bind
it
up
,
"
Pilar
said
.
"
Thou
canst
ride
that
.
"
She
pointed
to
one
of
the
horses
that
was
packed
.
"
Cut
off
the
load
.
"
Robert
Jordan
saw
Pablo
shake
his
head
and
he
nodded
at
him
.
"
Get
along
,
"
he
said
.
Then
he
said
,
"
Listen
,
Pablo
.
Come
here
.
"
The
sweat
-
streaked
,
bristly
face
bent
down
by
him
and
Robert
Jordan
smelt
the
full
smell
of
Pablo
.
