"Let us go."
"The Maria and I will prepare all for leaving," Pilar said.
Then to Robert Jordan, "Look at him," nodding at Pablo on the gray horse, sitting him in the heavy-thighed herdsman manner, the horse's nostrils widening as Pablo replaced the clip in the automatic rifle.
"See what a horse has done for him."
"That I should have two horses," Robert Jordan said fervently.
"Danger is thy horse."
"Then give me a mule," Robert Jordan grinned.
"Strip me that," he said to Pilar and jerked his head toward where the man lay face down in the snow.
"And bring everything, all the letters and papers, and put them in the outside pocket of my sack.
Everything, understand?"
"Yes."
"_Vamonos_," he said.
Pablo rode ahead and the two men followed in a single file in order not to track up the snow.
Robert Jordan carried the submachine gun muzzle down, carrying it by its forward hand grip.
I wish it took the same ammunition that saddle gun takes, he thought.
But it doesn't.
This is a German gun.
This was old Kashkin's gun.
The sun was coming over the mountains now.
A warm wind was blowing and the snow was melting.
It was a lovely late spring morning.
Robert Jordan looked back and saw Maria now standing with Pilar.
Then she came running up the trail.
He dropped behind Primitivo to speak to her.
"Thou," she said.
"Can I go with thee?"
"No.
Help Pilar."
She was walking behind him and put her hand on his arm.
"I'm coming."
"Nay."
She kept on walking close behind him.
"I could hold the legs of the gun in the way thou told Anselmo."
"Thou wilt hold no legs. Neither of guns nor of nothing."
Walking beside him she reached forward and put her hand in his pocket.
"No," he said.
"But take good care of thy wedding shirt."
"Kiss me," she said, "if thou goest."
"Thou art shameless," he said.
"Yes," she said.
"Totally."
"Get thee back now.
There is much work to do.
We may fight here if they follow these horse tracks."
"Thou," she said.
"Didst thee see what he wore on his chest?"
"Yes.
Why not?"
"It was the Sacred Heart."
"Yes. All the people of Navarre wear it."