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That
night
,
as
they
held
a
wake
over
the
corpse
in
the
cockpit
,
Jose
Arcadio
Buendfa
went
into
the
bedroom
as
his
wife
was
putting
on
her
chastity
pants
.
Pointing
the
spear
at
her
he
ordered
:
"
Take
them
off
.
"
Orsula
had
no
doubt
about
her
husband
's
decision
.
"
You
'll
be
responsible
for
what
happens
,
"
she
murmured
.
Jose
Arcadio
Buendfa
stuck
the
spear
into
the
dirt
floor
.
"
If
you
bear
iguanas
,
we
'll
raise
iguanas
,
"
he
said
.
"
But
there
'll
be
no
more
killings
in
this
town
because
of
you
.
"
It
was
a
fine
June
night
,
cool
and
with
a
moon
,
and
they
were
awake
and
frolicking
in
bed
until
dawn
,
indifferent
to
the
breeze
that
passed
through
the
bedroom
,
loaded
with
the
weeping
of
Prudencio
Aguilar
'
s
kin
.
The
matter
was
put
down
as
a
duel
of
honor
,
but
both
of
them
were
left
with
a
twinge
in
their
conscience
.
One
night
,
when
she
could
not
sleep
,
Orsula
went
out
into
the
courtyard
to
get
some
water
and
she
saw
Prudencio
Aguilar
by
the
water
jar
.
He
was
livid
,
a
sad
expression
on
his
face
,
trying
to
cover
the
hole
in
his
throat
with
a
plug
made
of
esparto
grass
.
It
did
not
bring
on
fear
in
her
,
but
pity
.
She
went
back
to
the
room
and
told
her
husband
what
she
had
seen
,
but
he
did
not
think
much
of
it
.
"
This
just
means
that
we
ca
n't
stand
the
weight
of
our
conscience
.
"
Two
nights
later
Orsula
saw
Prudencio
Aguilar
again
,
in
the
bathroom
,
using
the
esparto
plug
to
wash
the
clotted
blood
from
his
throat
.
On
another
night
she
saw
him
strolling
in
the
rain
.
Jose
Arcadio
Buendfa
,
annoyed
by
his
wife
's
hallucinations
,
went
out
into
the
courtyard
armed
with
the
spear
.
There
was
the
dead
man
with
his
sad
expression
.
"
You
go
to
hell
,
"
Jose
Arcadio
Buendfa
shouted
at
him
.
"
Just
as
many
times
as
you
come
back
,
I
'll
kill
you
again
.
"
Prudencio
Aguilar
did
not
go
away
,
nor
did
Jose
Arcadio
Buendfa
dare
throw
the
spear
.
He
never
slept
well
after
that
.
He
was
tormented
by
the
immense
desolation
with
which
the
dead
man
had
looked
at
him
through
the
rain
,
his
deep
nostalgia
as
he
yearned
for
living
people
,
the
anxiety
with
which
he
searched
through
the
house
looking
for
some
water
with
which
to
soak
his
esparto
plug
.
"
He
must
be
suffering
a
great
deal
,
"
he
said
to
Orsula
.
"
You
can
see
that
he
's
so
very
lonely
.
"
She
was
so
moved
that
the
next
time
she
saw
the
dead
man
uncovering
the
pots
on
the
stove
she
understood
what
he
was
looking
for
,
and
from
then
on
she
placed
water
jugs
all
about
the
house
.
One
night
when
he
found
him
washing
his
wound
in
his
own
room
,
Jose
Anedio
Buendfa
could
no
longer
resist
.
"
It
's
all
right
,
Prudencio
,
"
he
told
him
.
"
We
're
going
to
leave
this
town
,
just
as
far
away
as
we
can
go
,
and
we
'll
never
come
back
.
Go
in
peace
now
.
"
That
was
how
they
undertook
the
crossing
of
the
mountains
.
Several
friends
of
Jose
Arcadio
Buendfa
,
young
men
like
him
,
excited
,
by
the
adventure
,
dismantled
their
houses
and
packed
up
,
along
with
their
wives
and
children
,
to
head
toward
the
land
that
no
one
had
promised
them
.
Before
he
left
,
Jose
Arcadio
Buendfa
buried
the
spear
in
the
courtyard
and
,
one
after
the
other
,
he
cut
the
throats
of
his
magnificent
fighting
cocks
,
trusting
that
in
that
way
he
could
give
some
measure
of
peace
to
Prudencio
Aguilar
.
All
that
Orsula
took
along
were
a
trunk
with
her
bridal
clothes
,
a
few
household
utensils
,
and
the
small
chest
with
the
gold
pieces
that
she
had
inherited
from
her
father
.
They
did
not
lay
out
any
definite
itinerary
.
They
simply
tried
to
go
in
a
direction
opposite
to
the
road
to
Riohacha
so
that
they
would
not
leave
any
trace
or
meet
any
people
they
knew
.
It
was
an
absurd
journey
.
After
fourteen
months
,
her
stomach
corrupted
by
monkey
meat
and
snake
stew
,
Orsula
gave
birth
to
a
son
who
had
all
of
his
features
human
.
She
had
traveled
half
of
the
trip
in
a
hammock
that
two
men
carried
on
their
shoulders
,
because
swelling
had
disfigured
her
legs
and
her
varicose
veins
had
puffed
up
like
bubbles
.
Although
it
was
pitiful
to
see
them
with
their
sunken
stomachs
and
languid
eyes
,
the
children
survived
the
journey
better
than
their
parents
,
and
most
of
the
time
it
was
fun
for
them
.
One
morning
,
after
almost
two
years
of
crossing
,
they
became
the
first
mortals
to
see
the
western
slopes
of
the
mountain
range
.
From
the
cloudy
summit
they
saw
the
immense
aquatic
expanse
of
the
great
swamp
as
it
spread
out
toward
the
other
side
of
the
world
.
But
they
never
found
the
sea
.
One
night
,
after
several
months
of
lost
wandering
through
the
swamps
,
far
away
now
from
the
last
Indians
they
had
met
on
their
way
,
they
camped
on
the
banks
of
a
stony
river
whose
waters
were
like
a
torrent
of
frozen
glass
.
Years
later
,
during
the
second
civil
war
,
Colonel
Aureliano
Buendfa
tried
to
follow
that
same
route
in
order
to
take
Riohacha
by
surprise
and
after
six
days
of
traveling
he
understood
that
it
was
madness
.
Nevertheless
,
the
night
on
which
they
camped
beside
the
river
,
his
father
's
host
had
the
look
of
ship-wrecked
people
with
no
escape
,
but
their
number
had
grown
during
the
crossing
and
they
were
all
prepared
(
and
they
succeeded
)
to
die
of
old
age
.
Jose
Arcadio
Buendfa
dreamed
that
night
that
right
there
a
noisy
city
with
houses
having
mirror
wails
rose
up
.
He
asked
what
city
it
was
and
they
answered
him
with
a
name
that
he
had
never
heard
,
that
had
no
meaning
at
all
,
but
that
had
a
supernatural
echo
in
his
dream
:
Macondo
.
On
the
following
day
he
convinced
his
men
that
they
would
never
find
the
sea
.
He
ordered
them
to
cut
down
the
trees
to
make
a
clearing
beside
the
river
,
at
the
coolest
spot
on
the
bank
,
and
there
they
founded
the
village
.
Jose
Arcadio
Buendfa
did
not
succeed
in
deciphering
the
dream
of
houses
with
mirror
walls
until
the
day
he
discovered
ice
.
Then
he
thought
he
understood
its
deep
meaning
.
He
thought
that
in
the
near
future
they
would
be
able
to
manufacture
blocks
of
ice
on
a
large
scale
from
such
a
common
material
as
water
and
with
them
build
the
new
houses
of
the
village
.
Macondo
would
no
longer
be
a
burning
place
,
where
the
hinges
and
door
knockers
twisted
with
the
heat
,
but
would
be
changed
into
a
wintry
city
.
If
he
did
not
persevere
in
his
attempts
to
build
an
ice
factory
,
it
was
because
at
that
time
he
was
absolutely
enthusiastic
over
the
education
of
his
sons
,
especially
that
of
Aureliano
,
who
from
the
first
had
revealed
a
strange
intuition
for
alchemy
.
The
laboratory
had
been
dusted
off
.
Reviewing
Melqufades
'
notes
,
serene
now
,
without
the
exaltation
of
novelty
,
in
prolonged
and
patient
sessions
they
tried
to
separate
Orsula
's
gold
from
the
debris
that
was
stuck
to
the
bottom
of
the
pot
.
Young
Jose
Arcadio
scarcely
took
part
in
the
process
.
While
his
father
was
involved
body
and
soul
with
his
water
pipe
,
the
willful
first-born
,
who
had
always
been
too
big
for
his
age
,
had
become
a
monumental
adolescent
.
His
voice
had
changed
.
An
incipient
fuzz
appeared
on
his
upper
lip
.
One
night
,
as
Orsula
went
into
the
room
where
he
was
undressing
to
go
to
bed
,
she
felt
a
mingled
sense
of
shame
and
pity
:
he
was
the
first
man
that
she
had
seen
naked
after
her
husband
,
and
he
was
so
well-equipped
for
life
that
he
seemed
abnormal
.
Orsula
,
pregnant
for
the
third
time
,
relived
her
newlywed
terror
.
