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Chapter 27

           Hethoughthowhehadheldthehorsethere,trembling,withthefirearoundthem,whisperingandcracking,overandaroundthemlikeacurtain,andhadcarefullyshothimjustattheintersectionofthecross-linesbetweenthetwoeyesandtheears.Thenasthehorsepitcheddownhehaddroppeddownbehindhiswarm,wetbacktogettheguntogoingastheycameupthehill.

           "Erasmuchocaballo,"hesaid,meaning,"Thouwertplentyofhorse."

           ElSordolaynowonhisgoodsideandlookedupatthesky.Hewaslyingonaheapofemptycartridgehullsbuthisheadwasprotectedbytherockandhisbodylayintheleeofthehorse.Hiswoundshadstiffenedbadlyandhehadmuchpainandhefelttootiredtomove.

           "Whatpasseswiththee,oldone?"themannexttohimasked.

           "Nothing.Iamtakingalittlerest."

           "Sleep,"theothersaid."Theywillwakeuswhentheycome."

           Justthensomeoneshoutedfromdowntheslope.

           "Listen,bandits!"thevoicecamefrombehindtherockswheretheclosestautomaticriflewasplaced."Surrendernowbeforetheplanesblowyoutopieces."

           "Whatisithesays?"Sordoasked.

           Joaquíntoldhim.Sordorolledtoonesideandpulledhimselfupsothathewascrouchedbehindthegunagain.

           "Maybetheplanesaren’tcoming,"hesaid."Don’tanswerthemanddonotfire.Maybewecangetthemtoattackagain."

           "Ifweshouldinsultthemalittle?"themanwhohadspokentoJoaquínaboutLaPasionaria’ssoninRussiaasked.

           "No,"Sordosaid."Givemethybigpistol.Whohasabigpistol?"

           "Here."

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