Fernando.” “Let us eat then,” he told her. “And thou?” “Afterwards with Pilar.” “Eat now with us.” “No. It would not be well.” “Come on and eat. In my country a man does not eat before his woman.” “That is thy country. Here it is better to eat after.” “Eat with him,” Pablo said, looking up from the table. “Eat with him. Drink with him. Sleep with him. Die with him. Follow the customs of his country.”
