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Chapter 11
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“What it all means,?she said, “is that you want to marry the queen.?
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irresistible obsession for him as she had been first for Jos?Arcadio and then for Aureliano. In spite of her having
lost her charms and the splendor of her laugh, he sought her out and found her by the trail of her smell of smoke.
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she always waited for him, convinced that he was going to arrive on some other day by mistake. It happened
quite the opposite: once the mule did not come on the usual day. Mad with desperation, Rebeca got up in the
middle of the night and ate handfuls of earth in the garden with a suicidal drive, weeping with pain and fury,
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Aureliano was the only one capable of understanding such desolation. That afternoon, while 2rsula was trying
to rescue Rebeca from the slough of delirium, he went with Magnafico Visbal and Gerineldo Mrquez to
Catarino’s store. The establishment had been expanded with a gallery of wooden rooms where single women
who smelled of dead flowers lived. A group made up of an accordion and drums played the songs of Francisco
the Man, who had not been seen in Macondo for several years. The three friends drank fermented cane juice.
Magnafico and Gerineldo, contemporaries of Aureliano but more skilled in the ways of the world, drank
methodically with the women seated on their laps. One of the women, withered and with goldwork on her teeth,
gave Aureliano a caress that made him shudder. He rejected her. He had discovered that the more he drank the
more he thought about Remedios, but he could bear the torture of his recollections better. He did not know
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mass, saying words that did not come out of their mouths and making mysterious signals that did not correspond
to their expressions. Catarino put a hand on his shoulder and said to him: “It’s going on eleven.?Aureliano turned
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during the ti mes of forgetfulness, and he recovered it on a strange dawn and in a room that was completely
foreign, where Pilar Ternera stood in her slip, barefoot, her hair down, holding a lamp over him, startled with
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“Aureliano!?
Aureliano checked his feet and raised his head. He did not know how he had come there, but he knew what his
aim was, because he had carried it hidden since infancy in an inviolable backwater of his heart.
“I’ve come to sleep with you,?he said.
His clothes were smeared with mud and vomit. Pilar Ternera, who lived alone at that time with her two
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cloth, took of his clothes, and then got completely undressed and lowered the mosquito netting so that her
children would not see them if they woke up. She had become tired of waiting for the man who would stay, of
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village of past times it changed into an active town with stores and workshops and a permanent commercial route
over which the first Arabs arrived with their baggy pants and rings in their ears, swapping glass beads for
macaws. Jos?Arcadio Buendaa did not have a moment’s rest. Fascinated by an immediate reality that came to be
more fantastic than the vast universe of his imagination, he lost all interest in the alchemist’s laboratory, put to
rest the material that had become attenuated with months of manipulation, and went back to being the
enterprising man of earlier days when he had decided upon the layout of the streets and the location of the new
houses so that no one would enjoy privileges that everyone did not have. He acquired such authority among the
new arrivals that foundations were not laid or walls built without his being consulted, and it was decided that he
should be the one in charge of the distribution of the land. When the acrobat gypsies returned, with their
vagabond carnival transformed now into a gigantic organization of games of luck and chance, they were received
with great joy, for it was thought that Jos?Arcadio would be coming back with them. But Jos?Arcadio did not
return, nor did they come with the snake-man, who, according to what 2rsula thought, was the only one who
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in maintaining that the old tribe of Melquaades, who had contributed so much to the growth of the village with
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Emancipated for the moment at least from the torment of fantasy, Jos?Arcadio Buendaa in a short time set up a
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