Ernest Hemingway Fullscreen Who the bell rings for (1840)

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"I am not much like myself today," Pilar said.

"Very little like myself.

Thy bridge has given me a headache, _Ingles_."

"We can tell it the Headache Bridge," Robert Jordan said.

"But I will drop it in that gorge like a broken bird cage."

"Good," said Pilar.

"Keep on talking like that."

"I'll drop it as you break a banana from which you have removed the skin."

"I could eat a banana now," said Pilar.

"Go on, _Ingles_.

Keep on talking largely."

"There is no need," Robert Jordan said.

"Let us get to camp."

"Thy duty," Pilar said.

"It will come quickly enough.

I said that I would leave the two of you."

"No.

I have much to do."

"That is much too and does not take long."

"Shut thy mouth, Pilar," Maria said.

"You speak grossly."

"I am gross," Pilar said.

"But I am also very delicate. _Soy muy delicada_.

I will leave the two of you.

And the talk of jealousness is nonsense.

I was angry at Joaquin because I saw from his look how ugly I am.

I am only jealous that you are nineteen. It is not a jealousy which lasts.

You will not be nineteen always.

Now I go."

She stood up and with a hand on one hip looked at Robert Jordan, who was also standing.

Maria sat on the ground under the tree, her head dropped forward.

"Let us all go to camp together," Robert Jordan said.

"It is better and there is much to do."

Pilar nodded with her head toward Maria, who sat there, her head turned away from them, saying nothing.

Pilar smiled and shrugged her shoulders almost imperceptibly and said,

"You know the way?"

"I know it," Maria said, not raising her head.

"_Pues me voy_," Pilar said.

"Then I am going.

We'll have something hearty for you to eat, _Ingles_."

She started to walk off into the heather of the meadow toward the stream that led down through it toward the camp.

"Wait," Robert Jordan called to her.

"It is better that we should all go together."

Maria sat there and said nothing.

Pilar did not turn.

"_Que va_, go together," she said.

"I will see thee at the camp."

Robert Jordan stood there.

"Is she all right?" he asked Maria.

"She looked ill before."