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"
Provoke
it
,
"
the
gypsy
said
.
"
Or
take
advantage
of
the
quiet
.
"
The
blanket
that
closed
the
cave
door
opened
and
light
came
out
.
Some
one
came
toward
where
they
stood
.
"
It
is
a
beautiful
night
,
"
the
man
said
in
a
heavy
,
dull
voice
.
"
We
will
have
good
weather
.
"
It
was
Pablo
.
He
was
smoking
one
of
the
Russian
cigarettes
and
in
the
glow
,
as
he
drew
on
the
cigarette
,
his
round
face
showed
.
They
could
see
his
heavy
,
long
-
armed
body
in
the
starlight
.
"
Do
not
pay
any
attention
to
the
woman
,
"
he
said
to
Robert
Jordan
.
In
the
dark
the
cigarette
glowed
bright
,
then
showed
in
his
hand
as
he
lowered
it
.
"
She
is
difficult
sometimes
.
She
is
a
good
woman
.
Very
loyal
to
the
Republic
.
"
The
light
of
the
cigarette
jerked
slightly
now
as
he
spoke
.
He
must
be
talking
with
it
in
the
corner
of
his
mouth
,
Robert
Jordan
thought
.
"
We
should
have
no
difficulties
.
We
are
of
accord
.
I
am
glad
you
have
come
.
"
The
cigarette
glowed
brightly
.
"
Pay
no
attention
to
arguments
,
"
he
said
.
"
You
are
very
welcome
here
.
"
Excuse
me
now
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
go
to
see
how
they
have
picketed
the
horses
.
"
He
went
off
through
the
trees
to
the
edge
of
the
meadow
and
they
heard
a
horse
nicker
from
below
.
"
You
see
?
"
the
gypsy
said
.
"
Now
you
see
?
In
this
way
has
the
moment
escaped
.
"
Robert
Jordan
said
nothing
.
