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morning with their coat collars turned up about their ears, rubbing their hands, whispering, taking refuge in
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meant when he said no, and even to imagine what the president was thinking when he said something quite
different, as he chased away mosquitoes at a temperature of ninety-five degrees, feeling the approach of the
fearsome dawn when he would have to give his men the command to jump into the sea.
One night of uncertainty, when Pilar Ternera was singing in the courtyard with the soldiers, he asked her to
read the future in her cards. “Watch out for your mouth,?was all that Pilar Ternera brought out after spreading
and picking up the cards three times. “I don’t know what it means, but the sign is very clear. Watch out for your
mouth.?Two days later someone gave an orderly a mug of black coffee and the orderly passed it on to someone
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a horse. When they took him home he was stiff and arched and his tongue was sticking out between his teeth.
2rsula fought against death over him. After cleaning out his stomach with emetics, she wrapped him in hot
blankets and fed him egg whites for two days until his harrowed body recovered its normal temperature. On the
fourth day he was out of danger. Against his will,buy aion kina, pressured by 2rsula and his officers, he stayed in bed for
another week. Only then did he learn that his verses had not been burned. “I didn’t want to be hasty,?2rsula
explained to him. “That night when I went to light the oven I said to myself that it would be better to wait until
they brought the body.?In the haze of convalescence, surrounded by Remedios?dusty dolls,age of conan gold, Colonel Aureliano
Buendaa, brought back the decisive periods of his existence by reading his poetry. He started writing again. For
many hours, balancing on the edge of the surprises of a war with no future, in rhymed verse he resolved his
experience on the shores of death. Then his thoughts became so clear that he was able to examine them forward
and backward. One night he asked Colonel Gerineldo Mrquez:
“Tell me something, old friend: why are you fighting??
“What other reason could there be??Colonel Gerineldo Mrquez answered. “For the great liberal party.?
“You’re lucky because you know why,?he answered. “As far as I’m concerned, I’ve come to realize only just
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now that I’m fighting because of pride.?
“That’s bad,?Colonel Gerineldo Mrquez said. Colonel Aureliano Buendaa was amused at his alarm.
“Naturally,?he said. “But in any case, it’s better than not knowing why you’re fighting.?He looked him in the
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“Or fighting,conan power leveling, like you, for something that doesn’t have any meaning for anyone.?
His pride had prevented him from making contact with the armed groups in the interior of the country until the
leaders of the party publicly rectified their declaration that he was a bandit. He knew, however, that as soon as he
put those scruples aside he would break the vicious circle of the war. Convalescence gave him time to reflect.
Then he succeeded in getting 2rsula to give him the rest of her buried inheritance and her substantial savings. He
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Thursday, August 12, 2010 | 5:38 am

Not all the news was good. A year after the flight of Colonel Aureliano Buendaa, Jos?Arcadio and Rebeca
went to live in the house Arcadio had built. No one knew about his intervention to halt the execution. In the new
house, located on the best corner of the square, in the shade of an almond tree that was honored by three nests of
redbreasts, with a large door for visitors and four windows for light, they set up a hospitable home. Rebeca’s old
friends, among them four of the Moscote sisters who were still single, once more took up the sessions of
embroidery that had been interrupted years before on the porch with the begonias. Jos?Arcadio continued to
profit from the usurped lands, the title to which was recognized by the Conservative government. Every
afternoon he could be seen returning on horseback, with his hunting dogs and his double-barreled shotgun and a
string of rabbits hanging from his saddle. One September afternoon, with the threat of a storm, he returned home
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earlier than usual. He greeted Rebeca in the dining room, tied the dogs up in the courtyard, hung the rabbits up in
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husband went into the bedroom she was locked in the bathroom and did not hear anything. It was a difficult
version to believe, but there was no other more plausible, and no one could think of any motive for Rebeca to
murder the man who had made her happy. That was perhaps the only mystery that was never cleared up in
Macondo. As soon as Jos?Arcadio closed the bedroom door the sound of a pistol shot echoed through the house.
A trickle of blood came out under the door, crossed the living room, went out into the street, continued on in a
straight line across the uneven terraces, went down steps and climbed over curbs, passed along the Street of the
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passed without being seen under Amaranta’s chair as she gave an arithmetic lesson to Aureliano Jos?, and went
through the pantry and came out in the kitchen, where 2rsula was getting ready to crack thirty-six eggs to make
bread.
“Holy Mother of God!?2rsula shouted.
She followed the thread of blood back along its course, and in search of its origin she went through the pantry,
along the begonia porch where Aureliano Jos?was chanting that three plus three is six and six plus three is nine,
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the starting point of the thread of blood that had already stopped flowing out of his right ear. They found no
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Wednesday, August 4, 2010 | 8:49 pm

capital of the province he succeeded in getting the government to build a school so that Arcadio, who had
inherited the educational enthusiasm of his grandfather, could take charge of it. Through persuasion he managed
to get the majority of houses painted blue in time for the date of national independence. At the urging of Father
Nicanor, he arranged for the transfer of Catarino’s store to a back street and he closed down several scandalous
establishments that prospered in the center of town. Once he returned with six policemen armed with rifles to
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men in the town. Aureliano enjoyed his father-in-law’s efficiency. “You’re going to get as fat as he is,daoc gold,?his friends
would say to him. But his sedentary life, which accentuated his cheekbones and concentrated the sparkle of his
eyes, did not increase his weight or alter the parsimony of his character, but, on the contrary, it hardened on his
lips the straight line of solitary meditation and implacable decision. So deep was the affection that he and his
wife had succeeded in arousing in both their families that when Remedios announced that she was going to have
a child. even Rebeca and Amaranta declared a truce in order to knit items in blue wool if it was to be a boy and in
pink wool in case it was a girl. She was the last person Arcadio thought about a few years later when he faced the
firing squad.
2rsula ordered a mourning period of closed doors and windows, with no one entering or leaving except on
matters of utmost necessity. She prohibited any talking aloud for a year and she put Remedios?daguerreotype in
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boots, and with an organdy band around her head, and they were never able to connect her with the standard
image of a great-grandmother. Amaranta took charge of Aureliano Jos? She adopted him as a son who would
share her solitude and relieve her from the involutary laudanum that her mad beseeching had thrown into
Remedios?coffee. Pietro Crespi would tiptoe in at dusk, with a black ribbon on his hat, and he would pay a silent
visit to Rebeca, who seemed to be bleeding to death inside the black dress with sleeves down to her wrists. Just
the idea of thinking about a new date for the wedding would have been so irreverent that the engagement turned
into an eternal relationship, a fatigued love that no one worried about again, as if the lovers, who in other days
had sabotaged the lamps in order to kiss, had been abandoned to the free will of death. Having lost her bearings,
completely demoralized,conan power leveling, Rebeca began eating earth again.
Suddenly?awhen the mourning had gone on so long that the needlepoint sessions began again?asomeone
pushed open the street door at two in the afternoon in the mortal silence of the heat and the braces in the
foundation shook with such force that Amaranta and her friends sewing on the porch, Rebeca sucking her finger
in her bedroom, 2rsula in the kitchen, Aureliano in the workshop, and even Jos?Arcadio Buendaa under the
solitary chestnut tree had the impression that an earthquake was breaking up the house. A huge man had arrived.
His square shoulders barely fitted through the doorways. He was wearing a medal of Our Lady of Help around
his bison neck, his arms and chest were completely covered with cryptic tattooing, and on his right wrist was the
tight copper bracelet of the ni os-en-cruz amulet. His skin was tanned by the salt of the open air, his hair was
short and straight like the mane of a mule, his jaws were of iron, and he wore a sad smile. He had a belt on that
was twice as thick as the cinch of a horse, boots with leggings and spurs and iron on the heels, and his presence
gave the quaking impression of a seismic tremor. He went through the parlor and the living room, carrying some
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soon as the men came in, before being introduced, they gave them chairs to sit on. But they both remained
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“Very well,conan power leveling, my friend,?Jos?Arcadio Buendaa said, “you may stay here, not because you have those bandits
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Don Apolinar Moscote was upset, but Jos?Arcadio Buendaa did not give him time to reply. “We only make
two conditions,?he went on. “The first: that everyone can paint his house the color he feels like. The second: that
the soldiers leave at once. We will guarantee order for you.?The magistrate raised his right hand with all the
fingers extended.
“Your word of honor??
“The word of your enemy,?Jos?Arcadio Buendaa said. And he added in a bitter tone: “Because I must tell you
one thing: you and I are still enemies.?
The soldiers left that same afternoon. A few days later Jos?Arcadio Buendaa found a house for the magistrate’s
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Chapter 4
THE NEW HOUSE, white,rs money, like a dove, was inaugurated with a dance. 2rsula had got that idea from the
afternoon when she saw Rebeca and Amaranta changed into adolescents, and it could almost have been said that
the main reason behind the construction was a desire to have a proper place for the girls to receive visitors. In
order that nothing would be lacking in splendor she worked like a galley slave as the repairs were under way, so
that before they were finished she had ordered costly necessities for the decorations, the table service, and the
marvelous invention that was to arouse the astonishment of the town and the jubilation of the young people: the
pianola. They delivered it broken down, packed in several boxes that were unloaded along with the Viennese
furniture, the Bohemian crystal, the table service from the Indies Company, the tablecloths from Holland, and a
rich variety of lamps and candlesticks, hangings and drapes. The import house sent along at its own expense an
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