Сто лет одиночества
Chapter 7
YouloveAurelianosomuchthatyouwanttomarrymebecauseyoucan’tmarryhim."
ColonelGerineldoMárquezwasapatientman."I’llkeeponinsisting,"hesaid."SoonerorlaterI’llconvinceyou."Hekeptonvisitingthehouse.Shutupinherbedroombitingbackhersecrettears,Amarantaputherfingersinherearssoasnottobearthevoiceofthesuitorashegaveúrsulathelatestwarnews,andinspiteofthefactthatshewasdyingtoseehimshehadthestrengthnottogooutandmeethim.
AtthattimeColonelAurelianoBuendíatookthetimetosendadetailedaccounttoMacondoeverytwoweeks.Butonlyonce,almosteightmonthsafterhehadleft,didhewritetoúrsula.Aspecialmessengerbroughtasealedenvelopetothehousewithasheetofpaperinsidebearingthecolonel’sdelicatehand:TakegoodcareofPapabecauseheisgoingtodie.úrsulabecamealarmed."IfAurelianosayssoit’sbecauseAurelianoknows,"shesaid.AndshehadthemhelphertakeJoséArcadioBuendíatohisbedroom.Notonlywasheasheavyasever,butduringhisprolongedstayunderthechestnuttreehehaddevelopedthefacultyofbeingabletoincreasehisweightatwill,tosuchadegreethatsevenmenwereunabletolifthimandtheyhadtodraghimtothebed.Asmelloftendermushrooms,ofwood-flowerfungus,ofoldandconcentratedoutdoorsimpregnatedtheairofthebedroomasitwasbreathedbythecolossaloldmanweather-beatenbythesunandtherain.Thenextmorninghewasnotinhisbed.