Berrendo

Lieutenant Berrendo stood on the hilltop and looked down the slope at his own dead and then across the country seeing where they had galloped before Sordo had turned at bay here.

For Whom The Bell Tolls Hemingway, Ernest, 1899-1961 1940

At this moment Lieutenant Berrendo broke from behind the boulder and, with his head bent and his legs plunging, ran down and across the slope to the shelter of the rocks where the automatic rifle was placed.

For Whom The Bell Tolls Hemingway, Ernest, 1899-1961 1940

"Now do you believe me, Paco?" he questioned Lieutenant Berrendo.

For Whom The Bell Tolls Hemingway, Ernest, 1899-1961 1940

Crouched behind the boulder, thinking that now he would have to sprint across that open space under fire, Lieutenant Berrendo heard the deep hoarse voice of Sordo from the hilltop.

For Whom The Bell Tolls Hemingway, Ernest, 1899-1961 1940

I hate these pistol brandishers, Berrendo was thinking.

For Whom The Bell Tolls Hemingway, Ernest, 1899-1961 1940

At this moment Lieutenant Berrendo broke from behind the boulder and, with his head bent and his legs plunging, ran down and across the slope to the shelter of the rocks where the automatic rifle was placed.

For Whom The Bell Tolls Hemingway, Ernest, 1899-1961 1940

Lieutenant Berrendo, who was riding at the head of the column, his flankers out, his point pushed well forward, felt no arrogance.

For Whom The Bell Tolls Hemingway, Ernest, 1899-1961 1940

Lieutenant Berrendo, watching the trail, came riding up, his thin face serious and grave.

For Whom The Bell Tolls Hemingway, Ernest, 1899-1961 1940

Lieutenant Berrendo, watching the captain's face and his odd eyes, thought he was going to shoot the man then.

For Whom The Bell Tolls Hemingway, Ernest, 1899-1961 1940

The Lieutenant Berrendo was looking at the body of the other lieutenant just below the summit.

For Whom The Bell Tolls Hemingway, Ernest, 1899-1961 1940