Сто лет одиночества
Chapter 2
Butshedidnotsharehisexcitement.Shegavehimaconventionalkiss,asifshehadbeenawayonlyanhour,andshetoldhim:"Lookoutthedoor."
JoseArcadioBuendfatookalongtimetogetoutofhisperplexitywhenhewentoutintothestreetandsawthecrowd.Theywerenotgypsies.Theyweremenandwomenlikethem,withstraighthairanddarkskin,whospokethesamelanguageandcomplainedofthesamepains.Theyhadmulesloadeddownwiththingstoeat,oxcartswithfurnitureanddomesticutensils,pureandsimpleearthlyaccessoriesputonsalewithoutanyfussbypeddlersofeverydayreality.Theycamefromtheothersideoftheswamp,onlytwodaysaway,wherethereweretownsthatreceivedmaileverymonthintheyearandwheretheywerefamiliarwiththeimplementsofgoodliving.Orsulahadnotcaughtupwiththegypsies,butshehadfoundtheroutethatherhusbandhadbeenunabletodiscoverinhisfrustratedsearchforthegreatinventions.
