Сто лет одиночества

           Orsulaspoketoheraboutherson.Shethoughtthathisdisproportionatesizewassomethingasunnaturalashercousin’stailofapig.Thewomanletoutanexpansivelaughthatresoundedthroughthehouselikeasprayofbrokenglass."Justtheopposite,"shesaid."He’llbeverylucky."InordertoconfirmherpredictionshebroughthercardstothehouseafewdayslaterandlockedherselfupwithJoseArcadioinagranaryoffthekitchen.Shecalmlyplacedhercardsonanoldcarpenter’sbench.sayinganythingthatcameintoherhead,whiletheboywaitedbesideher,moreboredthanintrigued.Suddenlyshereachedoutherhandandtouchedhim."Lordy!"shesaid,sincerelystartled,andthatwasallshecouldsay.JoseArcadiofelthisbonesfillingupwithfoam,alanguidfear,andaterribledesiretoweep.Thewomanmadenoinsinuations.ButJoseArcadiokeptlookingforherallnightlong,forthesmellofsmokethatshehadunderherarmpitsandthathadgotcaughtunderhisskin.Hewantedtobewithherallthetime,hewantedhertobehismother,forthemnevertoleavethegranary,andforhertosay"Lordy!"tohim.Onedayhecouldnotstanditanymoreand.hewentlookingforheratherhouse:Hemadeaformalvisit,sittinguncomprehendinglyinthelivingroomwithoutsayingaword.Atthatmomenthehadnodesireforher.Hefoundherdifferent,entirelyforeigntotheimagethathersmellbroughton,asifsheweresomeoneelse.Hedrankhiscoffeeandleftthehouseindepression.Thatnight,duringthefrightfultimeoflyingawake,hedesiredheragainwithabrutalanxiety,buthedidnotwantherthattimeasshehadbeeninthegranarybutasshehadbeenthatafternoon.

           Dayslaterthewomansuddenlycalledhimtoherhouse,whereshewasalonewithhermother,andshehadhimcomeintothebedroomwiththepretextofshowinghimadeckofcards.Thenshetouchedhimwithsuchfreedomthathesufferedadelusionaftertheinitialshudder,andhefeltmorefearthanpleasure.