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Chapter 38

           "Inthatthingofthehand"

           "Whatthingofthehand?"hesaidangrily.

           "Nay,listen.Donotbeangry,littleboy.Inregardtothatthingofthehand.ThatisallgypsynonsensethatImaketogivemyselfanimportance.Thereisnosuchthing."

           "Leaveitalone,"hesaidcoldly.

           "Nay,"shesaidharshlyandlovingly."ItisjustalyingnonsensethatImake.Iwouldnothavetheeworryinthedayofbattle."

           "Iamnotworried,"RobertJordansaid.

           "Yes,Inglés,"shesaid."Thouartveryworried,forgoodcause.Butallwillbewell,Inglés.Itisforthisthatweareborn."

           "Idon’tneedapoliticalcommissar,"RobertJordantoldher.

           Shesmiledathimagain,smilingfairlyandtrulywiththeharshlipsandthewidemouth,andsaid,"Icarefortheeverymuch,Inglés."

           "Idon’twantthatnow,"hesaid."Nitu,niDios."

           "Yes,"Pilarsaidinthathuskywhisper."Iknow.Ionlywishedtotellthee.Anddonotworry.Wewilldoallverywell."

           "Whynot?"RobertJordansaidandtheverythinnestedgeoftheskininfrontofhisfacesmiled."Ofcoursewewill.Allwillbewell."

           "Whendowego?"Pilarasked.

           RobertJordanlookedathiswatch.

           "Anytime,"hesaid.

           HehandedoneofthepackstoAnselmo.

           "Howareyoudoing,oldone?"heasked.

           TheoldmanwasfinishingwhittlingthelastofapileofwedgeshehadcopiedfromamodelRobertJordanhadgivenhim.Thesewereextrawedgesincasetheyshouldbeneeded.

           "Well,"theoldmansaidandnodded."Sofar,verywell."

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