Сто лет одиночества
Chapter 3
TheydecidedtocallherRebeca,whichaccordingtotheletterwashermother’sname,becauseAurelianohadthepatiencetoreadtoherthenamesofallthesaintsandhedidnotgetareactionfromanyoneofthem.SincetherewasnocemeteryinMacondoatthattime,fornoonehaddieduptillthen,theykeptthebagofbonestowaitforaworthyplaceofburial,andforalongtimeitgotinthewayeverywhereandwouldbefoundwhereleastexpected,alwayswithitscluckingofabroodyhen.AlongtimepassedbeforeRebecabecameincorporatedintothelifeofthefamily.Shewouldsitinhersmallrockersuckingherfingerinthemostremotecornerofthehouse.Nothingattractedherattentionexceptthemusictheclocks,whichshewouldlookforeveryhalfhourwithherfrightenedeyesasifshehopedtofinditsomeplaceintheair.Theycouldnotgethertoeatforseveraldays.NooneunderstoodwhyshehadnotdiedofhungeruntiltheIndians,whowereawareofeverything,fortheywentceaselesslyaboutthehouseontheirstealthyfeet,discoveredthatRebecaonlylikedtoeatthedampearthofthecourtyardandthecakeofwhitewashthatshepickedofthewallswithhernails.Itwasobviousthatherparents,orwhoeverhadraisedher,hadscoldedherforthathabitbecauseshediditsecretivelyandwithafeelingofguilt,tryingtoputawaysuppliessothatshecouldeatwhennoonewaslooking.Fromthenontheyputherunderanimplacablewatch.
