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Chapter 4

           RobertJordanswalloweddownthelastoftheabsinthe,feelingit,gulpedthatway,makingawarm,small,fume-rising,wet,chemical-change-producingheatinhimandpassedthecupforwine.Thegirldippeditfullforhimandsmiled.

           "Well,didyouseethebridge?"thegypsyasked.Theothers,whohadnotopenedtheirmouthsafterthechangeofallegiance,wereallleaningforwardtolistennow.

           "Yes,"RobertJordansaid."Itissomethingeasytodo.Wouldyoulikemetoshowyou?"

           "Yes,man.Withmuchinterest."

           RobertJordantookoutthenotebookfromhisshirtpocketandshowedthemthesketches.

           "Lookhowitseems,"theflat-facedman,whowasnamedPrimitivo,said."Itisthebridgeitself."

           RobertJordanwiththepointofthepencilexplainedhowthebridgeshouldbeblownandthereasonfortheplacingofthecharges.

           "Whatsimplicity,"thescarred-facedbrother,whowascalledAndrés,said."Andhowdoyouexplodethem?"

           RobertJordanexplainedthattooand,asheshowedthem,hefeltthegirl’sarmrestingonhisshoulderasshelooked.ThewomanofPablowaswatchingtoo.OnlyPablotooknointerest,sittingbyhimselfwithacupofwinethathereplenishedbydippingintothebigbowlMariahadfilledfromthewineskinthathungtotheleftoftheentrancetothecave.

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