Сто лет одиночества
Chapter 4
Heaskedhimwhathadhappenedtotheprojecthehadexplainedtohimafewdaysbeforeaboutthepossibilityofbuildingapendulummachinethatwouldhelpmentoflyandheansweredthatitwasimpossiblebecauseapendulumcouldliftanythingintotheairbutitcouldnotliftitself.OnThursdayheappearedintheworkshopagainwiththepainfullookofplowedground."Thetimemachinehasbroken,"healmostsobbed,"úrsulaandAmarantasofaraway!"Aurelianoscoldedhimlikeachildheadoptedacontriteair.Hespentsixhoursexaminingthings,tryingtofindadifferencefromtheirappearanceonthepreviousdayinthehopeofdiscoveringinthemsomechangethatwouldrevealthepassageoftime.Hespentthewholenightinbedwithhiseyesopen,callingtoPrudencioAguilar,toMelquíades,toallthedead,sothattheywouldsharehisdistress.Butnoonecame.OnFriday.beforeanyonearose,hewatchedtheappearanceofnatureagainuntilhedidnothavetheslightestdoubtbutthatitwasMonday.Thenhegrabbedthebarfromadoorandwiththesavageviolencehisuncommonstrengthhesmashedtodusttheequipmentinthealchemylaboratory,thedaguerreotyperoom,thesilverworkshop,shoutinglikeamanpossessedinsomehigh-soundingandfluentbutcompletelyincomprehensiblelanguage.HewasabouttofinishofftherestofthehousewhenAurelianoaskedtheneighborsforhelp
