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"
She
is
going
to
let
you
eat
again
?
"
Robert
Jordan
asked
the
gypsy
.
"
Yes
.
Why
not
?
"
the
gypsy
said
.
It
was
a
long
way
from
the
friendly
joking
they
had
together
in
the
afternoon
.
The
woman
of
Pablo
said
nothing
and
went
on
blowing
up
the
coals
of
the
fire
.
"
One
called
Agustín
says
he
dies
of
boredom
above
,
"
Robert
Jordan
said
.
"
That
doesn
’
t
kill
,
"
Pablo
said
.
"
Let
him
die
a
little
.
"
"
Is
there
wine
?
"
Robert
Jordan
asked
the
table
at
large
,
leaning
forward
,
his
hands
on
the
table
.
"
There
is
little
left
,
"
Pablo
said
sullenly
.
Robert
Jordan
decided
he
had
better
look
at
the
other
three
and
try
to
see
where
he
stood
.
"
In
that
case
,
let
me
have
a
cup
of
water
.
Thou
,
"
he
called
to
the
girl
.
"
Bring
me
a
cup
of
water
.
"
The
girl
looked
at
the
woman
,
who
said
nothing
,
and
gave
no
sign
of
having
heard
,
then
she
went
to
a
kettle
containing
water
and
dipped
a
cup
full
.
She
brought
it
to
the
table
and
put
it
down
before
him
.
Robert
Jordan
smiled
at
her
.
At
the
same
time
he
sucked
in
on
his
stomach
muscles
and
swung
a
little
to
the
left
on
his
stool
so
that
his
pistol
slipped
around
on
his
belt
closer
to
where
he
wanted
it
.
He
reached
his
hand
down
toward
his
hip
pocket
and
Pablo
watched
him
.
He
knew
they
all
were
watching
him
,
too
,
but
he
watched
only
Pablo
.
His
hand
came
up
from
the
hip
pocket
with
the
leather
-
covered
flask
and
he
unscrewed
the
top
and
then
,
lifting
the
cup
,
drank
half
the
water
and
poured
very
slowly
from
the
flask
into
the
cup
.
"
It
is
too
strong
for
thee
or
I
would
give
thee
some
,
"
he
said
to
the
girl
and
smiled
at
her
again
.
"
There
is
little
left
or
I
would
offer
some
to
thee
,
"
he
said
to
Pablo
.
