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e　rocks　where　the　automatic　rifle　was　across　the　open　ground　to　the　big　boulder　behind　which　the　sniper　was　hidden。　He　almost　dove　behind　the　boulder。
Sordo　looked　around。　They　signalled　to　him　that　there　was　no　movement　on　the　other　slopes。　El　Sordo　grinned　happily　and　shook　his　head。　This　is　ten　times　better　than　the　aspirin；　he　thought；　and　he　waited；　as　happy　as　only　a　hunter　can　be　happy。
Below　on　the　slope　the　man　who　had　run　from　the　pile　of　stones　to　the　shelter　of　the　boulder　was　speaking　to　the　sniper。
〃Do　you　believe　it？〃
〃I　don't　know；〃　the　sniper　said。
〃It　would　be　logical；〃　the　man；　who　was　the　officer　in　command；　said。　〃They　are　surrounded。　They　have　nothing　to　expect　but　to　die。〃
The　sniper　said　nothing。
〃What　do　you　think？〃　the　officer　asked。
〃Nothing；〃　the　sniper　said。
〃Have　you　seen　any　movement　since　the　shots？〃
〃None　at　all。〃
The　officer　looked　at　his　wrist　watch。　It　was　ten　minutes　to　three　o'clock。
〃The　planes　should　have　come　an　hour　ago；〃　he　said。　Just　then　another　officer　flopped　in　behind　the　boulder。　The　sniper　moved　over　to　make　room　for　him。
〃Thou；　Paco；〃　the　first　officer　said。　〃How　does　it　seem　to　thee？〃
The　second　officer　was　breathing　heavily　from　his　sprint　up　and　across　the　hillside　from　the　automatic　rifle　position。
〃For　me　it　is　a　trick；〃　he　said。
〃But　if　it　is　not？　What　a　ridicule　we　make　waiting　here　and　laying　siege　to　dead　men。〃
〃We　have　done　something　worse　than　ridiculous　already；〃　the　second　officer　said。　〃Look　at　that　slope。〃
He　looked　up　the　slope　to　where　the　dead　were　scattered　close　to　the　top。　From　where　he　looked　the　line　of　the　hilltop　showed　the　scattered　rocks；　the　belly；　projecting　legs；　shod　hooves　jutting　out；　of　Sordo's　horse；　and　the　fresh　dirt　thrown　up　by　the　digging。
〃What　about　the　mortars？〃　asked　the　second　officer。
〃They　should　be　here　in　an　hour。　If　not　before。〃
〃Then　wait　for　them。　There　has　been　enough　stupidity　already。〃
〃_Bandidos！_〃　the　first　officer　shouted　suddenly；　getting　to　his　feet　and　putting　his　head　well　up　above　the　boulder　so　that　the　crest　of　the　hill　looked　much　closer　as　he　stood　upright。　〃Red　swine！　Cowards！〃
The　second　officer　looked　at　the　sniper　and　shook　his　head。　The　sniper　looked　away　but　his　lips　tightened。
The　first　officer　stood　there；　his　head　all　clear　of　the　rock　and　with　his　hand　on　his　pistol　butt。　He　cursed　and　vilified　the　hilltop。　Nothing　happened。　Then　he　stepped　clear　of　the　boulder　and　stood　there　looking　up　the　hill。
〃Fire；　cowards；　if　you　are　alive；〃　he　shouted。　〃Fire　on　one　who　has　no　fear　of　any　Red　that　ever　came　out　of　the　belly　of　the　great　whore。〃
This　last　was　quite　a　long　sentence　to　shout　and　the　officer's　face　was　red　and　congested　as　he　finished。
The　second　officer；　who　was　a　thin　sunburned　man　with　quiet　eyes；　a　thin；　long…lipped　mouth　and　a　stubble　of　beard　over　his　hollow　cheeks；　shook　his　head　again。　It　was　this　officer　who　was　shouting　who　had　ordered　the　first　assault。　The　young　lieutenant　who　was　dead　up　the　slope　had　been　the　best　friend　of　this　other　lieutenant　who　was　named　Paco　Berrendo　and　who　was　listening　to　the　shouting　of　the　captain；　who　was　obviously　in　a　state　of　exaltation。
〃Those　are　the　swine　who　shot　my　sister　and　my　mother；〃　the　captain　said。　He　had　a　red　face　and　a　blond；　British…looking　moustache　and　there　was　something　wrong　about　his　eyes。　They　were　a　light　blue　and　the　lashes　were　light；　too。　As　you　looked　at　them　they　seemed　to　focus　slowly。　Then　〃Reds；〃　he　shouted。　〃Cowards！〃　and　commenced　cursing　again。
He　stood　absolutely　clear　now　and；　sighting　carefully；　fired　his　pistol　at　the　only　target　that　the　hilltop　presented：　the　dead　horse　that　had　belonged　to　Sordo。　The　bullet　threw　up　a　puff　of　dirt　fifteen　yards　below　the　horse。　The　captain　fired　again。　The　bullet　hit　a　rock　and　sung　off。
The　captain　stood　there　looking　at　the　hilltop。　The　Lieutenant　Berrendo　was　looking　at　the　body　of　the　other　lieutenant　just　below　the　summit。　The　sniper　was　looking　at　the　ground　under　his　eyes。　Then　he　looked　up　at　the　captain。
〃There　is　no　one　alive　up　there；〃　the　captain　said。　〃Thou；〃　he　said　to　the　sniper；　〃go　up　there　and　see。〃
The　sniper　looked　down。　He　said　nothing。
〃Don't　you　hear　me？〃　the　captain　shouted　at　him。
〃Yes；　my　captain；〃　the　sniper　said；　not　looking　at　him。
〃Then　get　up　and　go。〃　The　captain　still　had　his　pistol　out。　〃Do　you　hear　me？〃
〃Yes；　my　captain。〃
〃Why　don't　you　go；　then？〃
〃I　don't　want　to；　my　captain。〃
〃You　don't　_want_　to？〃　The　captain　pushed　the　pistol　against　the　small　of　the　man's　back。　〃You　don't　_want_　to？〃
〃I　am　afraid；　my　captain；〃　the　soldier　said　with　dignity。
Lieutenant　Berrendo；　watching　the　captain's　face　and　his　odd　eyes；　thought　he　was　going　to　shoot　the　man　then。
〃Captain　Mora；〃　he　said。
〃Lieutenant　Berrendo？〃
〃It　is　possible　the　soldier　is　right。〃
〃That　he　is　right　to　say　he　is　afraid？　That　he　is　right　to　say　he　does　not　_want_　to　obey　an　order？〃
〃No。　That　he　is　right　that　it　is　a　trick。〃
〃They　are　all　dead；〃　the　captain　said。　〃Don't　you　hear　me　say　they　are　all　dead？'
〃You　mean　our　comrades　on　the　slope？〃　Berrendo　asked　him。　〃I　agree　with　you。〃
〃Paco；〃　the　captain　said；　〃don't　be　a　fool。　Do　you　think　you　are　the　only　one　who　cared　for　Juli醤？　I　tell　you　the　Reds　are　dead。　Look！〃
He　stood　up；　then　put　both　hands　on　top　of　the　boulder　and　pulled　himself　up；　kneeing…up　awkwardly；　then　getting　on　his　feet。
〃Shoot；〃　he　shouted；　standing　on　the　gray　granite　boulder　and　waved　both　his　arms。　〃Shoot　me！　Kill　me！〃
On　the　hilltop　El　Sordo　lay　behind　the　dead　horse　and　grinned。
What　a　people；　he　thought。　He　laughed；　trying　to　hold　it　in　because　the　shaking　hurt　his　arm。
〃Reds；〃　came　the　shout　from　below。　〃Red　canaille。　Shoot　me！　Kill　me！〃
Sordo；　his　chest　shaking；　barely　peeped　past　the　horse's　crupper　and　saw　the　captain　on　top　of　the　boulder　waving　his　arms。　Another　officer　stood　by　the　boulder。　The　sniper　was　standing　at　the　other　side。　Sordo　kept　his　eye　where　it　was　and　shook　his　head　happily。
〃Shoot　me；〃　he　said　softly　to　himself。　〃Kill　me！〃　Then　his　shoulders　shook　again。　The　laughing　hurt　his　arm　and　each　time　he　laughed　his　head　felt　as　though　it　would　burst。　But　the　laughter　shook　him　again　like　a　spasm。
Captain　Mora　got　down　from　the　boulder。
〃Now　do　you　believe　me；　Paco？〃　he　questioned　Lieutenant　Berrendo。
〃No；〃　said　Lieutenant　Berrendo。
〃_Cojones！_〃　the　captain　said。　〃Here　there　is　nothing　but　idiots　and　cowards。〃
The　sniper　had　gotten　carefully　behind　the　boulder　again　and　Lieutenant　Berrendo　was　squatting　beside　him。
The　captain；　standing　in　the　open　beside　the　boulder；　commenced　to　shout　filth　at　the　hilltop。　There　is　no　language　so　filthy　as　Spanish。　There　are　words　for　all　the　vile　words　in　English　and　there　are　other　words　and　expressions　that　are　used　only　in　countries　where　blasphemy　keeps　pace　with　the　austerity　of　religion。　Lieutenant　Berrendo　was　a　very　devout　Catholic。　So　was　the　sniper。　They　were　Carlists　from　Navarra　and　while　both　of　them　cursed　and　blasphemed　when　they　were　angry　they　regarded　it　as　a　sin　which　they　regularly　confessed。
As　they　crouched　now　behind　the　boulder　watching　the　captain　and　listening　to　what　he　was　shouting；　they　both　disassociated　themselves　from　him　and　what　he　was　saying。　They　did　not　want　to　have　that　sort　of　talk　on　their　consciences　on　a　day　in　which　they　might　die。　Talking　thus　will　not　bring　luck；　the　sniper　thought。　Speaking　thus　of　the　_Virgen_　is　bad　luck。　This　one　speaks　worse　than　the　Reds。
Juli醤　is　dead；　Lieutenant　Berrendo　was　thinking。　Dead　there　on　the　slope　on　such　a　day　as　this　is。　And　this　foul　mouth　stands　there　bringing　more　ill　fortune　with　his　blasphemies。
Now　the　captain　stopped　shouting　and　turned　to　Lieutenant　Berrendo。　His　eyes　looked　stranger　than　ever。
〃Paco；〃　he　said；　happily；　〃you　and　I　will　go　up　there。〃
〃Not　me。〃
〃What？〃　The　captain　had　his　pistol　out　again。
I　hate　these　pistol　brandishers；　Berrendo　was　thinking。　They　cannot　give　an　order　without　jerking　a　gun　out。　They　probably　pull　out　their　pistols　when　they　go　to　the　toilet　and　order　the　move　they　will　make。
〃I　will　go　if　you　order　me　to。　But　under　protest；〃　Lieutenant　Berrendo　told　the　captain。
〃Then　I　will　go　alone；〃　the　captain　said。　〃The　smell　of　cowardice　is　too　strong　here。〃
Holding　his　pistol　in　his　right　hand；　he　strode　steadily　up　the　slope。　Berrendo　and　the　sniper　watched　him。　He　was　making　no　attempt　to　take　any　cover　and　he　was　looking　straight　ahead　of　him　at　the　rocks；　the　dead　horse；　and　the　fresh…dug　dirt　of　the　hilltop。
El　Sordo　lay　behind　the　horse　at　the　corner　of　the　rock；　watching　the　captain　come　striding　up　the　hill。
Only　one；　he　thought。　We　get　only　one。　But　from　his　manner　of　speaking　he　is　_caza　mayor_。　Look　at　him　walking。　Look　what　an　animal。　Look　at　him　stride　forward。　This　one　is　for　me。　This　one　I　take　with　me　on　the　trip。　This　one　coming　now　makes　the　same　voyage　I　do。　Come　on；　Comrade　Voyager。　Come　striding。　Come　right　along。　Come　along　to　meet　it。　Come　on。　Keep　on　walking。　Don't　slow　up。　Come　right　along。　Come　as　thou　art　coming。　Don't　stop　and　look　at　those。　That's　right。　Don't　even　look　down。　Keep　on　coming　with　your　eyes　forward。　Look；　he　has　a　moustache。　What　do　you　think　of　that？　He　runs　to　a　moustache；　the　Comrade　Voyager。　He　is　a　captain。　Look　at　his　sleeves。　I　said　he　was　_caza　mayor_。　He　has　the　face　of　an　_Ingl閟_。　Look。　With　a　red　face　and　blond　hair　and　blue　eyes。　With　no　cap　on　and　his　moustache　is　yellow。　With　blue　eyes。　With　pale　blue　eyes。　With　pale　blue　eyes　with　something　wrong　with　them。　With　pale　blue　eyes　that　don't　focus。　Close　enough。　Too　close。　Yes；　Comrade　Voyager。　Take　it；　Comrade　Voyager。
He　squeezed　the　trigger　of　the　automatic　rifle　gently　and　it　pounded　back　three　times　against　his　shoulder　with　the　slippery　jolt　the　recoil　of　a　tripoded　automatic　weapon　gives。
The　captain　lay　on　his　face　on　the　hillside。　His　left　arm　was　under　him。　His　right　arm　that　had　held　the　pistol　was　stretched　forward　of　his　head。　From　all　down　the　slope　they　were　firing　on　the　hill　crest　again。
Crouched　behind　the　boulder；　thinking　that　now　he　would　have　to　sprint　across　that　open　space　under　fire；　Lieutenant　Berrendo　heard　the　deep　hoarse　voice　o