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"
You
tell
him
what
happened
then
,
"
Pilar
said
.
"
Since
I
know
not
the
story
,
let
you
tell
it
.
"
"
Nay
,
"
Pablo
said
.
"
I
have
never
told
it
.
"
"
No
,
"
Pilar
said
.
"
And
you
will
not
tell
it
.
And
now
you
wish
it
had
not
happened
.
"
"
No
,
"
Pablo
said
.
"
That
is
not
true
.
And
if
all
had
killed
the
fascists
as
I
did
we
would
not
have
this
war
.
But
I
would
not
have
had
it
happen
as
it
happened
.
"
"
Why
do
you
say
that
?
"
Primitivo
asked
him
.
"
Are
you
changing
your
politics
?
"
"
No
.
But
it
was
barbarous
,
"
Pablo
said
.
"
In
those
days
I
was
very
barbarous
.
"
"
And
now
you
are
drunk
,
"
Pilar
said
.
"
Yes
,
"
Pablo
said
.
"
With
your
permission
.
"
"
I
liked
you
better
when
you
were
barbarous
,
"
the
woman
said
.
"
Of
all
men
the
drunkard
is
the
foulest
.
The
thief
when
he
is
not
stealing
is
like
another
.
The
extortioner
does
not
practise
in
the
home
.
The
murderer
when
he
is
at
home
can
wash
his
hands
.
But
the
drunkard
stinks
and
vomits
in
his
own
bed
and
dissolves
his
organs
in
alcohol
.
"
"
You
are
a
woman
and
you
do
not
understand
,
"
Pablo
said
equably
.
"
I
am
drunk
on
wine
and
I
would
be
happy
except
for
those
people
I
have
killed
.
All
of
them
fill
me
with
sorrow
.
"
