Сто лет одиночества

           FacingDonApolinarMoscote,stillwithoutraisinghisvoice,hegaveadetailedaccountofhowtheyhadfoundedthevillage,ofhowtheyhaddistributedtheland,openedtheroads,introducedtheimprovementsthatnecessityrequiredwithouthavingbotheredthegovernmentandwithoutanyonehavingbotheredthem."Wearesopeacefulthatnoneofushasdiedevenofanaturaldeath,"hesaid."Youcanseethatwestilldon’thaveanycemetery."Nooncewasupsetthatthegovernmenthadnothelpedthem.Onthecontrary,theywerehappythatupuntilthenithadletthemgrowinpeace,andhehopedthatitwouldcontinueleavingthemthatway,becausetheyhadnotfoundedatownsothatthefirstupstartwhocamealongwouldtellthemwhattodo.DonApolinarhadputonhisdenimjacket,whitelikehistrousers,withoutlosingatanymomenttheeleganceofhisgestures.

           "Sothatifyouwanttostayherelikeanyotherordinarycitizen,you’requitewelcome,"JoséArcadioBuendíaconcluded."Butifyou’vecometocausedisorderbymakingthepeoplepainttheirhousesblue,youcanpickupyourjunkandgobackwhereyoucamefrom.Becausemyhouseisgoingtobewhite,white,likeadove."

           DonApolinarMoscoteturnedpale.Hetookastepbackwardandtightenedhisjawsashesaidwithacertainaffliction:

           "ImustwarnyouthatI’marmed."

           JoséArcadioBuendíadidnotknowexactlywhenhishandsregainedtheusefulstrengthwithwhichheusedtopulldownhorses.HegrabbedDonApolinarMoscotebythelapelsandliftedhimuptothelevelofhiseyes.