Chapter 23

           "Gettheedown,"RobertJordanwhisperedtoAgustín,andheturnedhisheadandflickedhishandDown,Down,toAnselmowhowascomingthroughthegapwithapinetree,carryingitoverhisshoulderlikeaChristmastree.HesawtheoldmandrophispinetreebehindarockandthenhewasoutofsightintherocksandRobertJordanwaslookingaheadacrosstheopenspacetowardthetimber.Hesawnothingandheardnothingbuthecouldfeelhisheartpoundingandthenheheardtheclackofstoneonstoneandtheleaping,droppingclicksofasmallrockfalling.HeturnedhisheadtotherightandlookingupsawPrimitivo’srifleraisedandloweredfourtimeshorizontally.Thentherewasnothingmoretoseebutthewhitestretchinfrontofhimwiththecircleofhorsetracksandthetimberbeyond.

           "Cavalry,"hesaidsoftlytoAgustín.

           Agustínlookedathimandhisdark,sunkencheekswidenedattheirbaseashegrinned.RobertJordannoticedhewassweating.Hereachedoverandputhishandonhisshoulder.HishandwasstillthereastheysawthefourhorsemenrideoutofthetimberandhefeltthemusclesinAgustín’sbacktwitchunderhishand.

           Onehorsemanwasaheadandthreerodebehind.Theoneaheadwasfollowingthehorsetracks.Helookeddownasherode.Theotherthreecamebehindhim,fannedoutthroughthetimber.Theywereallwatchingcarefully.RobertJordanfelthisheartbeatingagainstthesnowygroundashelay,hiselbowsspreadwideandwatchedthemoverthesightsoftheautomaticrifle.

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