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"
He
shot
himself
.
"
"
To
avoid
being
tortured
?
"
the
woman
asked
.
"
Yes
,
"
Robert
Jordan
said
.
"
To
avoid
being
tortured
.
"
Maria
looked
at
him
with
tears
in
her
eyes
.
"
My
father
,
"
she
said
,
"
could
not
obtain
a
weapon
.
Oh
,
I
am
very
glad
that
your
father
had
the
good
fortune
to
obtain
a
weapon
.
"
"
Yes
.
It
was
pretty
lucky
,
"
Robert
Jordan
said
.
"
Should
we
talk
about
something
else
?
"
"
Then
you
and
me
we
are
the
same
,
"
Maria
said
.
She
put
her
hand
on
his
arm
and
looked
in
his
face
.
He
looked
at
her
brown
face
and
at
the
eyes
that
,
since
he
had
seen
them
,
had
never
been
as
young
as
the
rest
of
her
face
but
that
now
were
suddenly
hungry
and
young
and
wanting
.
"
You
could
be
brother
and
sister
by
the
look
,
"
the
woman
said
.
"
But
I
believe
it
is
fortunate
that
you
are
not
.
"
"
Now
I
know
why
I
have
felt
as
I
have
,
"
Maria
said
.
"
Now
it
is
clear
.
"
"
Qué
va
,
"
Robert
Jordan
said
and
reaching
over
,
he
ran
his
hand
over
the
top
of
her
head
.
He
had
been
wanting
to
do
that
all
day
and
now
he
did
it
,
he
could
feel
his
throat
swelling
.
She
moved
her
head
under
his
hand
and
smiled
up
at
him
and
he
felt
the
thick
but
silky
roughness
of
the
cropped
head
rippling
between
his
fingers
.
Then
his
hand
was
on
her
neck
and
then
he
dropped
it
.
"
Do
it
again
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
wanted
you
to
do
that
all
day
.
"
