All the dignity that one could have.'
"'Yes,' Pablo said.
'But in the last minute he was frightened.'
"'Who wouldn't be?' I said.
'Did you see what they were chasing him with?'
"'Why would I not see?' Pablo said.
'But I find he died badly.'
"'In such circumstances any one dies badly,' I told him.
'What do you want for your money?
Everything that happened in the _Ayuntamiento_ was scabrous.'
"'Yes,' said Pablo.
'There was little organization.
But a priest.
He has an example to set.'
"'I thought you hated priests.'
"'Yes,' said Pablo and cut some more bread.
'But a _Spanish_ priest.
A _Spanish_ priest should die very well.'
"'I think he died well enough,' I said.
'Being deprived of all formality.'
"'No,' Pablo said.
'To me he was a great disillusionment.
All day I had waited for the death of the priest.
I had thought he would be the last to enter the lines.
I awaited it with great anticipation.
I expected something of a culmination.
I had never seen a priest die.'
"'There is time,' I said to him sarcastically.
'Only today did the movement start.'
"'No,' he said.
'I am disillusioned.'
"'Now,' I said.
'I suppose you will lose your faith.'
"'You do not understand, Pilai' he said.
'He was a _Spanish_ priest.'
"'What people the Spaniards are,' I said to him.
And what a people they are for pride, eh, _Ingles?_ What a people."
"We must get on," Robert Jordan said.
He looked at the sun.
"It's nearly noon."
"Yes," Pilar said.
"We will go now.
But let me tell you about Pablo.
That night he said to me,
'Pilar, tonight we will do nothing.'
"'Good,' I told him.
'That pleases me.'
"'I think it would be bad taste after the killing of so many people.'
"'_Que va_,' I told him.
'What a saint you are.