"Nothing," she told him.
"I saw nothing in it."
"Yes you did.
I am only curious.
I do not believe in such things."
"In what do you believe?"
"In many things but not in that."
"In what?"
"In my work."
"Yes, I saw that."
"Tell me what else you saw."
"I saw nothing else," she said bitterly.
"The bridge is very difficult you said?"
"No. I said it is very important."
"But it can be difficult?"
"Yes.
And now I go down to look at it.
How many men have you here?"
"Five that are any good.
The gypsy is worthless although his intentions are good.
He has a good heart.
Pablo I no longer trust."
"How many men has El Sordo that are good?"
"Perhaps eight.
We will see tonight.
He is coming here.
He is a very practical man. He also has some dynamite.
Not very much, though.
You will speak with him."
"Have you sent for him?"
"He comes every night.
He is a neighbor.
Also a friend as well as a comrade."
"What do you think of him?"
"He is a very good man.
Also very practical.
In the business of the train he was enormous."
"And in the other bands?"
"Advising them in time, it should be possible to unite fifty rifles of a certain dependability."
"How dependable?"
"Dependable within the gravity of the situation."
"And how many cartridges per rifle?"
"Perhaps twenty.
Depending how many they would bring for this business.
If they would come for this business.
Remember thee that in this of a bridge there is no money and no loot and in thy reservations of talking, much danger, and that afterwards there must be a moving from these mountains. Many will oppose this of the bridge."
"Clearly."
"In this way it is better not to speak of it unnecessarily."
"I am in accord."
"Then after thou hast studied thy bridge we will talk tonight with El Sordo."