Сто лет одиночества

           PietroCrespimoppedhisbrowwiththehandkerchiefthatwassoakedinlavender.

           "It’sagainstnature,"heexplained,"andbesides,it’sagainstthelaw."

           JoséArcadiogrewimpatient,notsomuchattheargumentasoverPietroCrespi’spaleness.

           "Fucknaturetwotimesover,"hesaid."AndI’vecometotellyounottobothergoingtoaskRebecaanything."

           ButhisbrutaldeportmentbrokedownwhenhesawPietroCrespi’seyesgrowmoist.

           "Now,"hesaidtohiminadifferenttone,"ifyoureallylikethefamily,there’sAmarantaforyou."

           FatherNicanorrevealedinhisSundaysermonthatJoséArcadioandRebecawerenotbrotherandsister.úrsulaneverforgavewhatsheconsideredaninconceivablelackofrespectandwhentheycamebackfromchurchsheforbadethenewlywedstosetfootinthehouseagain.Forheritwasasiftheyweredead.SotheyrentedahouseacrossfromthecemeteryandestablishedthemselvestherewithnootherfurniturebutJoséArcadio’shammock.OntheirweddingnightascorpionthathadgotintoherslipperbitRebecaonthefoot.Hertonguewenttosleep,butthatdidnotstopthemfromspendingascandaloushoneymoon.Theneighborswerestartledbythecriesthatwokeupthewholedistrictasmanyaseighttimesinasinglenightandthreetimesduringsiesta,andtheyprayedthatsuchwildpassionwouldnotdisturbthepeaceofthedead.

           Aurelianowastheonlyonewhowasconcernedaboutthem.