I swear it to thee."
She said nothing.
"Now you see it," he said.
"Now I see it is clear.
Now thou wilt go.
Good.
Now you are going.
Now you have said you will go."
She had said nothing.
"Now I thank thee for it.
Now you are going well and fast and far and we both go in thee.
Now put thy hand here.
Now put thy head down.
Nay, put it down.
That is right.
Now I put my hand there.
Good.
Thou art so good.
Now do not think more.
Now art thou doing what thou should.
Now thou art obeying.
Not me but us both.
The me in thee.
Now you go for us both.
Truly.
We both go in thee now.
This I have promised thee.
Thou art very good to go and very kind."
He jerked his head at Pablo, who was half-looking at him from the tree and Pablo started over.
He motioned with his thumb to Pilar.
"We will go to Madrid another time, rabbit," he said.
"Truly.
Now stand up and go and we both go.
Stand up.
See?"
"No," she said and held him tight around the neck.
He spoke now still calmly and reasonably but with great authority.
"Stand up," he said.
"Thou art me too now.
Thou art all there will be of me.
Stand up."
She stood up slowly, crying, and with her head down.
Then she dropped quickly beside him and then stood up again, slowly and tiredly, as he said,
"Stand up, guapa."
Pilar was holding her by the arm and she was standing there.
"_Vamonos_," Pilar said.
"Dost lack anything, _Ingles?_" She looked at him and shook her head.
"No," he said and went on talking to Maria.
"There is no good-by, _guapa_, because we are not apart.
That it should be good in the Gredos.