This story takes place in Spain during a civilian evacuation of San Carlos. Written in the first person, the narrator enhances the sense of flight by speculating about when some unnamed enemy will reach the bridge that most of the townspeople have already crossed. A seventy six year old man remains sedentary on the wrong side of the bridge and the narrator encourages him to go with the others. Not knowing anyone or anything other than his town and the animals that he had been watching over, he is reluctant to leave.
The point here seems to be to depict the plight of the refugee. Hemingway was actually in Spain as a journalist while this conflict was going on. The story is therefore a manifestation of his experience as a witness to the injustices of war, particularly the evacuation of ones home.
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