think of your mother.?
He gave her a distant smile, raising his hand with all his fingers extended, and without saying a word he left
the house and faced the shouts,buy knight gold, insults, and blasphemies that would follow him until he left the town. 2rsula put
the bar on the door,buy guild wars gold, having decided not to take it down for the rest of her life. “We’ll rot in here,?she thought.
“We’ll turn to ashes in this house without men, but we won’t give this miserable town the pleasure of seeing us
weep.?She spent the whole morning looking for a memory of her son in the most hidden corners, but she could
find none.
The ceremony took place fifteen miles from Macondo in the shade of a gigantic ceiba tree around which the
town of Neerlandia would be founded later. The delegates from the government and the party and the
commission of the rebels who were laying down their arms were served by a noisy group of novices in white
habits who looked like a flock of doves that had been frightened by the rain. Colonel Aureliano Buendaa arrived
on a muddy mule. He had not shaved, more tormented by the pain of the sores than by the great failure of his
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dreams, for he had reached the end of all hope, beyond glory and the nostalgia of glory. In accordance with his
arrangements there was no music, no fireworks,cheap gaia online gold, no pealing bells, no shouts of victory, or any other manifestation
that might alter the mournful character of the armistice. An itinerant photographer who took the only picture of
him that could have been preserved was forced to smash his plates without developing them.
The ceremony lasted only the time necessary to sign the documents. Around the rustic table placed in the
center of a patched circus tent where the delegates sat were the last officers who were faithful to Colonel
Aureliano Buendaa. Before taking the signatures, the personal delegate of the president of the republic tried to
read the act of surrender aloud, but Colonel Aureliano Buendaa was against it. “Let’s not waste time on
formalities,?he said and prepared to sign the papers without reading them. One of his officers then broke the
soporific silence of the tent.
“Colonel,?he said, “please do us the favor of not being the first to sign.?
Colonel Aureliano Buendaa acceded. When the documents went all around the table, in the midst of a silence
that was so pure that one could have deciphered the signatures from the scratching of the pen on the paper, the
first line was still blank. Colonel Aureliano Buendaa prepared to fill it.
“Colonel,?another of his officers said, “there’s still time for everything to come out right.?
Without changing his expression, Colonel Aureliano Buendaa signed the first copy. He had not finished signing
the last one when a rebel colonel appeared in the doorway leading a mule carrying two chests. In spite of his
entire youth he had a dry look and a patient expression. He was the treasurer of the revolution in the Macondo
region. He had made a difficult journey of six days, pulling along the mule, who was dying of hunger, in order to
arrive at the armistice on time. With an exasperating parsimony he took down the chests,cheap knight online money, opened them, and
placed on the table, one by one, seventy-two gold bricks, Everyone had forgotten about the existence of that
fortune. In the disorder of the past year, when the central command fell apart and the revolution degenerated into
soon as the men came in, before being introduced, they gave them chairs to sit on. But they both remained
standing.
“Very well, my friend,?Jos?Arcadio Buendaa said, “you may stay here, not because you have those bandits
with shotguns at the door, but out of consideration for your wife and daughters.?
Don Apolinar Moscote was upset,guild wars power leveling, 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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family. Everybody was at peace except Aureliano. The image of Remedios, the magistrate’s younger daughter,
who, because of her age, could have been his daughter, kept paining him in some part of his body. It was a
physical sensation that almost bothered him when he walked, like a pebble in his shoe.
Chapter 4
THE NEW HOUSE, white, 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,lineage 2 power leveling, 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,buy guild wars gold, 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
Italian expert,eve isk, Pietro Crespi, to assemble and tune the pianola, to instruct the purchasers in its functioning, and to
teach them how to dance the latest music printed on its six paper rolls.
Pietro Crespi was young and blond, the most handsome and well mannered man who had ever been seen in
Macondo, so scrupulous in his dress that in spite of the suffocating heat he would work in his brocade vest and
heavy coat of dark cloth. Soaked in sweat, keeping a reverent distance from the owners of the house, he spent
several weeks shut up is the parlor with a dedication much like that of Aureliano in his silverwork. One morning,
without opening the door, without calling anyone to witness the miracle, he placed the first roll in the pianola and