Continuation of the story "Hills like white elephants" By Ernest Hemingway

‘I feel fine,’ she said. ‘There’s nothing wrong with me. I feel fine.’
He sat down at the table on the platform, staring off into the distance down the tracks.
"You know dear? You have said that to me every time something worries you. Your a terrible liar."
"I'm not lying!"
He picked up his drink and finished it in one gulp but held on to the glass, inspecting it slightly.
"I understand you better than you think you know? I've traveled the continent with you after all.
He looked up at the girl in front of him, "I promise you we will be together."
"You make stupid promises."
"Why is that stupid?"
"You know that your employer will re-assign you."
"What employer?"
"You can't do that."
"Sure we can"
He got up and walked to the ticket counter, a man in a conductor uniform appeared from the back of the room. "Can I help you senor?" He pronounced in a thick local accent.
"Where are your next trains headed?" "Madrid senor you are on it."
"I don't want to go to Madrid."
"But your bags are already on their way."
"I don't care"
"Well the train for Barcelona is almost leaving."
"Then I'll go to Barcelona."
"Alright senor,darse prisa!"They changed tickets and he gave him some Pesetas for his trouble. He walked back to his table. The girl was staring at him but averted her eyes as soon as he noticed.
"Get your bags the trains here."
"There is no train."
"Yes there is get your bags."
"That ones headed north."
"Yes I know, we are going to Barcelona."
"We can't"
He helped her out of her chair and pulled her in to him kissing her.
"Yes we can,
 we have the whole world."