"Hey, _viejo!_" she shouted. "What passes with thy obscenity of an _Ingl閟_"
"Patience, woman," Anselmo called up, holding the wire lightly but firmly. "He is terminating his work."
"But what in the name of the great whore does he take so much time about"
"Es muy _concienzudo!_" Anselmo shouted. "It is a scientific labor."
"I obscenity in the milk of science," Pilar raged to the gypsy. "Let the filth-faced obscenity blow it and be done. Maria!" she shouted in her deep voice up the hill. "Thy _Ingl閟_--" and she shouted a flood of obscenity about Jordan''s imaginary actions under the bridge.→思→兔→在→線→閱→讀→
"Calm yourself, woman," Anselmo called from the road. "He is doing an enormous work. He is finishing it now."
"The hell with it," Pilar raged. "It is speed that counts."
Just then they all heard firing start down the road where Pablo was holding the post he had taken. Pilar stopped cursing and listened. "Ay," she said. "Ayee. Ayee. That''s it."
Robert Jordan heard it as he swung the coil of wire up onto the bridge with one hand and then pulled himself up after it. As his knees rested on the edge of the iron of the bridge and his hands were on the surface he heard the machine gun firing around the bend below. It was a different sound from Pablo''s automatic rifle. He got to his feet, leaned over, passed his coil of wire clear and commenced to pay out wire as he walked backwards and sideways along the bridge.