Chapter 33

           Itwastwoo’clockinthemorningwhenPilarwakedhim.Asherhandtouchedhimhethought,atfirst,itwasMariaandherolledtowardherandsaid,"Rabbit."Thenthewoman’sbighandshookhisshoulderandhewassuddenly,completelyandabsolutelyawakeandhishandwasaroundthebuttofthepistolthatlayalongsideofhisbarerightlegandallofhimwasascockedasthepistolwithitssafetycatchslippedoff.

           InthedarkhesawitwasPilarandhelookedatthedialofhiswristwatchwiththetwohandsshiningintheshortangleclosetothetopandseeingitwasonlytwo,hesaid,"Whatpasseswiththee,woman?"

           "Pabloisgone,"thebigwomansaidtohim.

           RobertJordanputonhistrousersandshoes.Mariahadnotwaked.

           "When?"heasked.

           "Itmustbeanhour."

           "And?"

           "Hehastakensomethingofthine,"thewomansaidmiserably.

           "So.What?"

           "Idonotknow,"shetoldhim."Comeandsee."

           Inthedarktheywalkedovertotheentranceofthecave,duckedundertheblanketandwentin.RobertJordanfollowedherinthedead-ashes,bad-airandsleeping-mensmellofthecave,shininghiselectrictorchsothathewouldnotsteponanyofthosewhoweresleepingonthefloor.Anselmowokeandsaid,"Isittime?"

           "No,"RobertJordanwhispered."Sleep,oldone."

           ThetwosackswereattheheadofPilar’sbedwhichwasscreenedoffwithahangingblanketfromtherestofthecave.

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