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"
No
,
"
he
said
and
went
on
talking
to
Maria
.
"
There
is
no
good
-
by
,
guapa
,
because
we
are
not
apart
.
That
it
should
be
good
in
the
Gredos
.
Go
now
.
Go
good
.
Nay
,
"
he
spoke
now
still
calmly
and
reasonably
as
Pilar
walked
the
girl
along
.
"
Do
not
turn
around
.
Put
thy
foot
in
.
Yes
.
Thy
foot
in
.
Help
her
up
,
"
he
said
to
Pilar
.
"
Get
her
in
the
saddle
.
Swing
up
now
.
"
He
turned
his
head
,
sweating
,
and
looked
down
the
slope
,
then
back
toward
where
the
girl
was
in
the
saddle
with
Pilar
by
her
and
Pablo
just
behind
.
"
Now
go
,
"
he
said
.
"
Go
.
"
She
started
to
look
around
.
"
Don
’
t
look
around
,
"
Robert
Jordan
said
.
"
Go
.
"
And
Pablo
hit
the
horse
across
the
crupper
with
a
hobbling
strap
and
it
looked
as
though
Maria
tried
to
slip
from
the
saddle
but
Pilar
and
Pablo
were
riding
close
up
against
her
and
Pilar
was
holding
her
and
the
three
horses
were
going
up
the
draw
.
"
Roberto
,
"
Maria
turned
and
shouted
.
"
Let
me
stay
!
Let
me
stay
!
"
"
I
am
with
thee
,
"
Robert
Jordan
shouted
.
"
I
am
with
thee
now
.
We
are
both
there
.
Go
!
"
Then
they
were
out
of
sight
around
the
corner
of
the
draw
and
he
was
soaking
wet
with
sweat
and
looking
at
nothing
.
Agustín
was
standing
by
him
.
"
Do
you
want
me
to
shoot
thee
,
Inglés
?
"
he
asked
,
leaning
down
close
.
"
Quieres
?
It
is
nothing
.
"
"
No
hace
falta
,
"
Robert
Jordan
said
.
"
Get
along
.
I
am
very
well
here
.
"
"
Me
cago
en
la
leche
que
me
han
dado
!
"
Agustín
said
.
He
was
crying
so
he
could
not
see
Robert
Jordan
clearly
.
"
Salud
,
Inglés
.
"
