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"
Yes
,
"
the
voice
said
.
"
But
it
is
an
order
.
Have
you
the
password
?
"
"
No
.
We
come
from
below
.
"
"
I
know
,
"
the
man
said
in
the
dark
.
"
You
come
from
the
bridge
.
I
know
all
of
that
.
The
order
is
not
mine
.
You
must
know
the
second
half
of
a
password
.
"
"
What
is
the
first
half
then
?
"
Robert
Jordan
said
.
"
I
have
forgotten
it
,
"
the
man
said
in
the
dark
and
laughed
.
"
Go
then
unprintably
to
the
campfire
with
thy
obscene
dynamite
.
"
"
That
is
called
guerilla
discipline
,
"
Anselmo
said
.
"
Uncock
thy
piece
.
"
"
It
is
uncocked
,
"
the
man
said
in
the
dark
.
"
I
let
it
down
with
my
thumb
and
forefinger
.
"
"
Thou
wilt
do
that
with
a
Mauser
sometime
which
has
no
knurl
on
the
bolt
and
it
will
fire
.
"
"
This
is
a
Mauser
,
"
the
man
said
.
"
But
I
have
a
grip
of
thumb
and
forefinger
beyond
description
.
Always
I
let
it
down
that
way
.
"
"
Where
is
the
rifle
pointed
?
"
asked
Anselmo
into
the
dark
.
