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'She badgered me. You simply cannot ask men who have spent their lives building 'So you too think war's inevitable?' 'No/ he said reflectively, 'as traditions in our family affirm, I don't want war. There was only darkness, a kind of glimpse into hell, for up the shaft from time to time came wisps of grey smoke; someone was burrung something far, far down in the bowels of the earth. 'Yes/ Veneno said sharply.

ded if one wanted to narrate accurately what I was trying to describe: the moves of life and death in a bullring. 'And I can boast because you know, I'm not a M6jican, I'm pure espaflol, which entitles me to a superior attitude. members of his family, and he had become a kind of fighting machine, competent, cool and conditioned. Here they entered a house of modest appearance, whose front wall crowded the street but whose dark inte- rior gave way to a small pat-to contai