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Chapter 17

           FromlisteningtohimIambeginningtotalklikeFernando.Thatlanguagemustbeinfectious.French,thelanguageofdiplomacy.Spanish,thelanguageofbureaucracy.

           "No,"Mariasaid."No."

           "Thisisnoneofthybusiness,"Pilarsaidtothegirl."Keepthymouthshut."

           "Iwilldoittonight,"RobertJordansaid.

           HesawPilarlookingathim,herfingersonherlips.Shewaslookingtowardthedoor.

           TheblanketfastenedacrosstheopeningofthecavewasliftedandPabloputhisheadin.Hegrinnedatthemall,pushedundertheblanketandthenturnedandfasteneditagain.Heturnedaroundandstoodthere,thenpulledtheblanketcapeoverhisheadandshookthesnowfromit.

           "Youwerespeakingofme?"headdressedthemall."Iaminterrupting?"

           Nooneansweredhimandhehungthecapeonapeginthewallandwalkedovertothetable.

           "Quétal?"heaskedandpickeduphiscupwhichhadstoodemptyonthetableanddippeditintothewinebowl."Thereisnowine,"hesaidtoMaria."Godrawsomefromtheskin."

           Mariapickedupthebowlandwentovertothedusty,heavilydistended,black-tarredwineskinthathungneckdownfromthewallandunscrewedtheplugfromoneofthelegsenoughsothatthewinesquirtedfromtheedgeoftheplugintothebowl.Pablowatchedherkneeling,holdingthebowlupandwatchedthelightredwinefloodingintothebowlsofastthatitmadeawhirlingmotionasitfilledit.

           "Becareful,"hesaidtoher."Thewine’sbelowthechestnow."

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