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Chapter 43

           TheoldmanleanedfarovertheedgehandingdowntheoblongblocksofexplosiveandRobertJordanreachedupforthem,shovedtheminwherehewantedthem,packedthemclose,bracedthem,"Wedges,viejo!Givemewedges!"smellingthefreshshinglesmellofthenewwhittledwedgesashetappedthemintighttoholdthechargebetweenthegirders.

           Nowasheworked,placing,bracing,wedging,lashingtightwithwire,thinkingonlyofdemolition,workingfastandskillfullyasasurgeonworks,heheardarattleoffiringfrombelowontheroad.Thentherewasthenoiseofagrenade.Thenanother,boomingthroughtherushingnoisethewatermade.Thenitwasquietfromthatdirection.

           "Damn,"hethought."Iwonderwhathitthemthen?"

           Therewasstillfiringuptheroadattheupperpost.Toodamnedmuchfiring,andhewaslashingtwogrenadessidebysideontopofthebracedblocksofexplosive,windingwireovertheircorrugationssotheywouldholdtightandfirmandlashingittight;twistingitwiththepliers.Hefeltofthewholethingandthen,tomakeitmoresolid,tappedinawedgeabovethegrenadesthatblockedthewholechargefirmlyinagainstthesteel.

           "Theothersidenow,viejo,"heshouteduptoAnselmoandclimbedacrossthroughthetrestling,likeabloodyTarzaninarolledsteelforest,hethought,andthencomingoutfromunderthedark,thestreamtumblingbelowhim,helookedupandsawAnselmo’sfaceashereachedthepackagesofexplosivedowntohim.Goddamngoodface,hethought.Notcryingnow.That’salltothegood.

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