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Chapter 27

           Sordokepthiseyewhereitwasandshookhisheadhappily.

           "Shootme,"hesaidsoftlytohimself."Killme!"Thenhisshouldersshookagain.Thelaughinghurthisarmandeachtimehelaughedhisheadfeltasthoughitwouldburst.Butthelaughtershookhimagainlikeaspasm.

           CaptainMoragotdownfromtheboulder.

           "Nowdoyoubelieveme,Paco?"hequestionedLieutenantBerrendo.

           "No,"saidLieutenantBerrendo.

           "Cojones!"thecaptainsaid."Herethereisnothingbutidiotsandcowards."

           ThesniperhadgottencarefullybehindtheboulderagainandLieutenantBerrendowassquattingbesidehim.

           Thecaptain,standingintheopenbesidetheboulder,commencedtoshoutfilthatthehilltop.ThereisnolanguagesofilthyasSpanish.TherearewordsforallthevilewordsinEnglishandthereareotherwordsandexpressionsthatareusedonlyincountrieswhereblasphemykeepspacewiththeausterityofreligion.LieutenantBerrendowasaverydevoutCatholic.Sowasthesniper.TheywereCarlistsfromNavarraandwhilebothofthemcursedandblasphemedwhentheywereangrytheyregardeditasasinwhichtheyregularlyconfessed.

           Astheycrouchednowbehindtheboulderwatchingthecaptainandlisteningtowhathewasshouting,theybothdisassociatedthemselvesfromhimandwhathewassaying.Theydidnotwanttohavethatsortoftalkontheirconsciencesonadayinwhichtheymightdie.Talkingthuswillnotbringluck,thesniperthought.SpeakingthusoftheVirgenisbadluck.ThisonespeaksworsethantheReds."

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