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"
No
.
Don
’
t
thank
me
.
Look
after
thy
stuff
.
"
"
Has
anything
happened
to
it
?
"
"
No
,
or
I
would
not
waste
thy
time
talking
in
this
fashion
.
"
"
Thank
you
all
the
same
.
We
go
now
to
camp
.
"
"
Good
,
"
said
Agustín
,
"
and
that
they
send
some
one
here
who
knows
the
password
.
"
"
Will
we
see
you
at
the
camp
?
"
"
Yes
,
man
.
And
shortly
.
"
"
Come
on
,
"
Robert
Jordan
said
to
Anselmo
.
They
were
walking
down
the
edge
of
the
meadow
now
and
there
was
a
gray
mist
.
The
grass
was
lush
underfoot
after
the
pine
-
needle
floor
of
the
forest
and
the
dew
on
the
grass
wet
through
their
canvas
rope
-
soled
shoes
.
Ahead
,
through
the
trees
,
Robert
Jordan
could
see
a
light
where
he
knew
the
mouth
of
the
cave
must
be
.
"
Agustín
is
a
very
good
man
,
"
Anselmo
said
.
"
He
speaks
very
filthily
and
always
in
jokes
but
he
is
a
very
serious
man
.
"
