hemingway, ernest - for whom the bell tolls-第4部分
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e material。 Here am I with horses like these。 And what can I look forward to？ To be hunted and to die。 Nothing more。〃
〃You hunt as much as you are hunted；〃 Anselmo said。
〃No；〃 said Pablo。 〃Not any more。 And if we leave these mountains now； where can we go？ Answer me that？ Where now？〃
〃In Spain there are many mountains。 There are the Sierra de Gredos if one leaves here。〃
〃Not for me；〃 Pablo said。 〃I am tired of being hunted。 Here we are all right。 Now if you blow a bridge here； we will be hunted。 If they know we are here and hunt for us with planes； they will find us。 If they send Moors to hunt us out； they will find us and we must go。 I am tired of all this。 You hear？〃 He turned to Robert Jordan。 〃What right have you； a foreigner； to come to me and tell me what I must do？〃
〃I have not told you anything you must do；〃 Robert Jordan said to him。
〃You will though；〃 Pablo said。 〃There。 There is the badness。〃
He pointed at the two heavy packs that they had lowered to the ground while they had watched the horses。 Seeing the horses had seemed to bring this all to a head in him and seeing that Robert Jordan knew horses had seemed to loosen his tongue。 The three of them stood now by the rope corral and the patchy sunlight shone on the coat of the bay stallion。 Pablo looked at him and then pushed with his foot against the heavy pack。 〃There is the badness。〃
〃I come only for my duty；〃 Robert Jordan told him。 〃I come under orders from those who are conducting the war。 If I ask you to help me； you can refuse and I will find others who will help me。 I have not even asked you for help yet。 I have to do what I am ordered to do and I can promise you of its importance。 That I am a foreigner is not my fault。 I would rather have been born here。〃
〃To me； now； the most important is that we be not disturbed here；〃 Pablo said。 〃To me； now； my duty is to those who are with me and to myself。〃
〃Thyself。 Yes；〃 Anselmo said。 〃Thyself now since a long time。 Thyself and thy horses。 Until thou hadst horses thou wert with us。 Now thou art another capitalist more。〃
〃That is unjust；〃 said Pablo。 〃I expose the horses all the time for the cause。〃
〃Very little；〃 said Anselmo scornfully。 〃Very little in my judgment。 To steal； yes。 To eat well； yes。 To murder； yes。 To fight； no。〃
〃You are an old man who will make himself trouble with his mouth。〃
〃I am an old man who is afraid of no one；〃 Anselmo told him。 〃Also I am an old man without horses。〃
〃You are an old man who may not live long。〃
〃I am an old man who will live until I die；〃 Anselmo said。 〃And I am not afraid of foxes。〃
Pablo said nothing but picked up the pack。
〃Nor of wolves either；〃 Anselmo said； picking up the other pack。 〃If thou art a wolf。〃
〃Shut thy mouth；〃 Pablo said to him。 〃Thou art an old man who always talks too much。〃
〃And would do whatever he said he would do；〃 Anselmo said； bent under the pack。 〃And who now is hungry。 And thirsty。 Go on； guerilla leader with the sad face。 Lead us to something to eat。〃
It is starting badly enough； Robert Jordan thought。 But Anselmo's a man。 They are wonderful when they are good； he thought。 There is no people like them when they are good and when they go bad there is no people that is worse。 Anselmo must have known what he was doing when he brought us here。 But I don't like it。 I don't like any of it。
The only good sign was that Pablo was carrying the pack and that he had given him the carbine。 Perhaps he is always like that； Robert Jordan thought。 Maybe he is just one of the gloomy ones。
No； he said to himself； don't fool yourself。 You do not know how he was before； but you do know that he is going bad fast and without hiding it。 When he starts to hide it he will have made a decision。 Remember that； he told himself。 The first friendly thing he does； he will have made a decision。 They are awfully good horses； though； he thought； beautiful horses。 I wonder what could make me feel the way those horses make Pablo feel。 The old man was right。 The horses made him rich and as soon as he was rich he wanted to enjoy life。 Pretty soon he'll feel bad because he can't join the Jockey Club； I guess； he thought。 Pauvre Pablo。 Il a manqu椤on Jockey。
That idea made him feel better。 He grinned； looking at the two bent backs and the big packs ahead of him moving through the trees。 He had not made any jokes with himself all day and now that he had made one he felt much better。 You're getting to be as all the rest of them； he told himself。 You're getting gloomy； too。 He'd certainly been solemn and gloomy with Golz。 The job had overwhelmed him a little。 Slightly overwhelmed； he thought。 Plenty overwhelmed。 Golz was gay and he had wanted him to be gay too before he left； but he hadn't been。
All the best ones； when you thought it over； were gay。 It was much better to be gay and it was a sign of something too。 It was like having immortality while you were still alive。 That was a complicated one。 There were not many of them left though。 No； there were not many of the gay ones left。 There were very damned few of them left。 And if you keep on thinking like that； my boy； you won't be left either。 Turn off the thinking now； old timer； old comrade。 You're a bridge…blower now。 Not a thinker。 Man； I'm hungry； he thought。 I hope Pablo eats well。
2
They had come through the heavy timber to the cup…shaped upper end of the little valley and he saw where the camp must be under the rim…rock that rose ahead of them through the trees。
That was the camp all right and it was a good camp。 You did not see it at all until you were up to it and Robert Jordan knew it could not be spotted from the air。 Nothing would show from above。 It was as well hidden as a bear's den。 But it seemed to be little better guarded。 He looked at it carefully as they came up。
There was a large cave in the rim…rock formation and beside the opening a man sat with his back against the rock； his legs stretched out on the ground and his carbine leaning against the rock。 He was cutting away on a stick with a knife and he stared at them as they came up； then went on whittling。
〃_Hola_；〃 said the seated man。 〃What is this that comes？〃
〃The old man and a dynamiter；〃 Pablo told him and lowered the pack inside the entrance to the cave。 Anselmo lowered his pack； too； and Robert Jordan unslung the rifle and leaned it against the rock。
〃Don't leave it so close to the cave；〃 the whittling man； who had blue eyes in a dark； good…looking lazy gypsy face； the color of smoked leather； said。 〃There's a fire in there。〃
〃Get up and put it away thyself；〃 Pablo said。 〃Put it by that tree。〃
The gypsy did not move but said something unprintable； then； 〃Leave it there。 Blow thyself up；〃 he said lazily。 〃Twill cure thy diseases。〃
〃What do you make？〃 Robert Jordan sat down by the gypsy。 The gypsy showed him。 It was a figure four trap and he was whittling the crossbar for it。
〃For foxes；〃 he said。 〃With a log for a dead…fall。 It breaks their backs。〃 He grinned at Jordan。 〃Like this； see？〃 He made a motion of the framework of the trap collapsing； the log falling； then shook his head； drew in his hand； and spread his arms to show the fox with a broken back。 〃Very practical；〃 he explained。
〃He catches rabbits；〃 Anselmo said。 〃He is a gypsy。 So if he catches rabbits he says it is foxes。 If he catches a fox he would say it was an elephant。〃
〃And if I catch an elephant？〃 the gypsy asked and showed his white teeth again and winked at Robert Jordan。
〃You'd say it was a tank；〃 Anselmo told him。
〃I'll get a tank；〃 the gypsy told him。 〃I will get a tank。 And you can say it is what you please。〃
〃Gypsies talk much and kill little；〃 Anselmo told him。
The gypsy winked at Robert Jordan and went on whittling。
Pablo had gone in out of sight in the cave。 Robert Jordan hoped he had gone for food。 He sat on the ground by the gypsy and the afternoon sunlight came down through the tree tops and was warm on his outstretched legs。 He could smell food now in the cave； the smell of oil and of onions and of meat frying and his stomach moved with hunger inside of him。
〃We can get a tank；〃 he said to the gypsy。 〃It is not too difficult。〃
〃With this？〃 the gypsy pointed toward the two sacks。
〃Yes；〃 Robert Jordan told him。 〃I will teach you。 You make a trap。 It is not too difficult。〃
〃You and me？〃
〃Sure；〃 said Robert Jordan。 〃Why not？〃
〃Hey；〃 the gypsy said to Anselmo。 〃Move those two sacks to where they will be safe； will you？ They're valuable。〃
Anselmo grunted。 〃I am going for wine；〃 he told Robert Jordan。 Robert Jordan got up and lifted the sacks away from the cave entrance and leaned them； one on each side of a tree trunk。 He knew what was in them and he never liked to see them close together。
〃Bring a cup for me；〃 the gypsy told him。
〃Is there wine？〃 Robert Jordan asked； sitting down again by the gypsy。
〃Wine？ Why not？ A whole skinful。 Half a skinful； anyway。〃
〃And what to eat？〃
〃Everything； man；〃 the gypsy said。 〃We eat like generals。〃
〃And what do gypsies do in the war？〃 Robert Jordan asked him。
〃They keep on being gypsies。〃
〃That's a good job。〃
〃The best；〃 the gypsy said。 〃How do they call thee？〃
〃Roberto。 And thee？〃
〃Rafael。 And this of the tank is serious？〃
〃Surely。 Why not？〃
Anselmo came out of the mouth of the cave with a deep stone basin full of red wine and with his fingers through the handles of three cups。 〃Look；〃 he said。 〃They have cups and all。〃 Pablo came out behind them。
〃There is food soon；〃 he said。 〃Do you have tobacco？〃
Robert Jordan went over to the packs and opening one； felt inside an inner pocket and brought out one of the flat boxes of Russian cigarettes he had gotten at Golz's headquarters。 He ran his thumbnail around the edge of the box and； opening the lid； handed them to Pablo who took half a dozen。 Pablo； holding them in one of his huge hands； picked one up and looked at it against the light。 They were long narrow cigarettes with pasteboard cylinders for mouthpieces。
〃Much air and little tobacco；〃 he said。 〃I know these。 The other with the rare name had them。〃
〃Kashkin；〃 Robert Jordan said and offered the cigarettes to the gypsy and Anselmo； who each took one。
〃Take more；〃 he said and they each took another。 He gave them each fo
