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"
Yes
,
"
he
heard
the
woman
’
s
voice
.
"
There
is
too
much
noise
.
You
could
call
the
guardia
civil
with
that
voice
and
still
it
has
no
quality
.
"
"
I
know
another
verse
,
"
the
gypsy
said
and
the
guitar
commenced
.
"
Save
it
,
"
the
woman
told
him
.
The
guitar
stopped
.
"
I
am
not
good
in
voice
tonight
.
So
there
is
no
loss
,
"
the
gypsy
said
and
pushing
the
blanket
aside
he
came
out
into
the
dark
.
Robert
Jordan
watched
him
walk
over
to
a
tree
and
then
come
toward
him
.
"
Roberto
,
"
the
gypsy
said
softly
.
"
Yes
,
Rafael
,
"
he
said
.
He
knew
the
gypsy
had
been
affected
by
the
wine
from
his
voice
.
He
himself
had
drunk
the
two
absinthes
and
some
wine
but
his
head
was
clear
and
cold
from
the
strain
of
the
difficulty
with
Pablo
.
"
Why
didst
thou
not
kill
Pablo
?
"
the
gypsy
said
very
softly
.
"
Why
kill
him
?
"
