"Because I will take care of thee.
I will not ever leave thee.
I will go with thee to the Seguridad to get papers.
Then I will go with thee to buy those clothes that are needed."
"They are few, and I can buy them."
"Nay, they are many and we will go together and buy good ones and thou wilt be beautiful in them."
"I would rather we stayed in the room in the hotel and sent Out for the clothes.
Where is the hotel?"
"It is on the Plaza del Callao.
We will be much in that room in that hotel.
There is a wide bed with clean sheets and there is hot running water in the bathtub and there are two closets and I will keep my things in one and thou wilt take the other. And there are tall, wide windows that open, and outside, in the streets, there is the spring.
Also I know good places to eat that are illegal but with good food, and I know shops where there is still wine and whiskey.
And we will keep things to eat in the room for when we are hungry and also whiskey for when I wish a drink and I will buy thee manzanilla."
"I would like to try the whiskey."
"But since it is difficult to obtain and if thou likest manzanilla."
"Keep thy whiskey, Roberto," she said.
"Oh, I love thee very much.
Thou and thy whiskey that I could not have.
What a pig thou art."
"Nay, you shall try it. But it is not good for a woman."
"And I have only had things that were good for a woman," Maria said.
"Then there in bed I will still wear my wedding shirt?"
"Nay.
I will buy thee various nightgowns and pajamas too if you should prefer them."
"I will buy seven wedding shirts," she said.
"One for each day of the week.
And I will buy a clean wedding shirt for thee.
Dost ever wash thy shirt?"
"Sometimes."
"I will keep everything clean and I will pour thy whiskey and put the water in it as it was done at Sordo's.
I will obtain olives and salted codfish and hazel nuts for thee to eat while thou drinkest and we will stay in the room for a month and never leave it.
If I am fit to receive thee," she said, suddenly unhappy.
"That is nothing," Robert Jordan told her.
"Truly it is nothing.
It is possible thou wert hurt there once and now there is a scar that makes a further hurting.
Such a thing is possible.
All such things pass.
And also there are good doctors in Madrid if there is truly anything."
"But all was good before," she said pleadingly.
"That is the promise that all will be good again."
"Then let us talk again about Madrid."
She curled her legs between his and rubbed the top of her head against his shoulder.
"But will I not be so ugly there with this cropped head that thou wilt be ashamed of me?"
"Nay.
Thou art lovely.
Thou hast a lovely face and a beautiful body, long and light, and thy skin is smooth and the color of burnt gold and every one will try to take thee from me."
"_Que va_, take me from thee," she said.
"No other man will ever touch me till I die.
Take me from thee! _Que va_."
"But many will try.