there were too many drunkards. It was impossible to obtain order and so the meeting was postponed until the next day.
"That night I slept with Pablo. I should not say this to you, _guapa_, but on the other hand, it is good for you to know everything and at least what I tell you is true. Listen to this, _Ingl閟_. It is very curious.
"As I say, that night we ate and it was very curious. It was as after a storm or a flood or a battle and every one was tired and no one spoke much. I, myself, felt hollow and not well and I was full of shame and a sense of wrongdoing and I had a great feeling of oppression and of bad to come, as this morning after the planes. And certainly, bad came within three days.
"Pablo, when we ate, spoke little.
"''Did you like it, Pilar'' he asked finally with his mouth full of roast young goat. We were eating at the inn from where the buses leave and the room was crowded and people were singing and there was difficulty serving.
"''No,'' I said. ''Except for Don Faustino, I did not like it.''
"''I liked it,'' he said.
"''All of it'' I asked him.
"''All of it,'' he said and cut himself a big piece of bread with his knife and commenced to mop up gravy with it. ''All of it, except the priest.''
"''You didn''t like it about the priest'' because I knew he hated priests even worse than he hated fascists.
"''He was a disillusionment to me,'' Pablo said sadly.