“In this town we do not give orders with pieces of paper,?he said without losing his calm. “And so that you
know it once and for all, we don’t need any judge here because there’s nothing that needs judging.?
Facing Don Apolinar Moscote, still without raising his voice, he gave a detailed account of how they had
founded the village, of how they had distributed the land, opened the roads, and introduced the improvements
that necessity required without having bothered the government and without anyone having bothered them. “We
are so peaceful that none of us has died even of a natural death,?he said. “You can see that we still don’t have any
cemetery.?No once was upset that the government had not helped them. On the contrary, they were happy that up
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until then it had let them grow in peace, and he hoped that it would continue leaving them that way, because they
had not founded a town so that the first upstart who came along would tell them what to do. Don Apolinar had
put on his denim jacket, white like his trousers, without losing at any moment the elegance of his gestures.
“So that if you want to stay here like any other ordinary citizen, you’re quite welcome,?Jos?Arcadio Buendaa
concluded. “But if you’ve come to cause disorder by making the people paint their houses blue, you can pick up
your junk and go back where you came from. Because my house is going to be white, white, like a dove.?
Don Apolinar Moscote turned pale. He took a step backward and tightened his jaws as he said with a certain
affliction:
“I must warn you that I’m armed.?
Jos?Arcadio Buendaa did not know exactly when his hands regained the useful strength with which he used to
pull down horses. He grabbed Don Apolinar Moscote by the lapels and lifted him up to the level of his eyes.
“I’m doing this,?he said, “because I would rather carry you around alive and not have to keep carrying you
around dead for the rest of my life.?
In that way he carried him through the middle of the street, suspended by the lapels, until he put him down on
his two feet on the swamp road. A week later he was back with six barefoot and ragged soldiers, armed with
shotguns, and an oxcart in which his wife and seven daughters were traveling. Two other carts arrived later with
the furniture, the baggage, and the household utensils. He settled his family in the Hotel Jacob, while he looked
for a house, and he went back to open his office under the protection of the soldiers. The founders of Macondo,
resolving to expel the invaders, went with their older sons to put themselves at the disposal of Jos?Arcadio
Buendaa. But he was against it, as he explained,sto credits, because it was not manl y to make trouble for someone in front
of his family, and Don Apolinar had returned with his wife and daughters. So he decided to resolve the situation
in a pleasant way.
Aureliano went with him. About that time he had begun to cultivate the black mustache with waxed tips and
the somewhat stentorian voice that would characterize him in the war. Unarmed, without paying any attention to
the guards, they went into the magistrate’s office. Don Apolinar Moscote did not lose his calm. He introduced
them to two of his daughters who happened to be there: Amparo,maple power leveling, sixteen,cheap sto credits, dark like her mother, and Remedios,runescape money,
only nine, a pretty little girl with lily-colored skin and green eyes. They were gracious and well-mannered. As
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