Chapter 41

           Pablostoppedanddismountedinthedark.RobertJordanheardthecreakingandtheheavybreathingastheyalldismountedandtheclinkingofabridleasahorsetossedhishead.Hesmelledthehorsesandtheunwashedandsourslept-in-clothingsmellofthenewmenandthewood-smokysleep-stalesmelloftheotherswhohadbeeninthecave.Pablowasstandingclosetohimandhesmelledthebrassy,dead-winesmellthatcamefromhimlikethetasteofacoppercoininyourmouth.Helitacigarette,cuppinghishandtohidethelight,pulleddeeponit,andheardPablosayverysoftly,"Getthegrenadesack,Pilar,whilewehobblethese."

           "Agustín,"RobertJordansaidinawhisper,"youandAnselmocomenowwithmetothebridge.Haveyouthesackofpansforthemáquina?"

           "Yes,"Agustínsaid."Whynot?"

           RobertJordanwentovertowherePilarwasunpackingoneofthehorseswiththehelpofPrimitivo.

           "Listen,woman,"hesaidsoftly.

           "Whatnow?"shewhisperedhuskily,swingingacinchhookclearfromunderthehorse’sbelly.

           "Thouunderstandestthatthereistobenoattackonthepostuntilthouhearestthefallingofthebombs?"

           "Howmanytimesdostthouhavetotellme?"Pilarsaid."Youaregettinglikeanoldwoman,Inglés."

           "Onlytocheck,"RobertJordansaid."Andafterthedestructionofthepostyoufallbackontothebridgeandcovertheroadfromaboveandmyleftflank."

           "ThefirsttimethououtlineditIunderstooditaswellasIwilleverunderstandit,"Pilarwhisperedtohim.

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