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"
Thy
duty
,
"
said
Agustín
mockingly
.
"
I
besmirch
the
milk
of
thy
duty
.
"
Then
turning
to
the
woman
,
"
Where
the
un
-
nameable
is
this
vileness
that
I
am
to
guard
?
"
"
In
the
cave
,
"
Pilar
said
.
"
In
two
sacks
.
And
I
am
tired
of
thy
obscenity
.
"
"
I
obscenity
in
the
milk
of
thy
tiredness
,
"
Agustín
said
.
"
Then
go
and
befoul
thyself
,
"
Pilar
said
to
him
without
heat
.
"
Thy
mother
,
"
Agustín
replied
.
"
Thou
never
had
one
,
"
Pilar
told
him
,
the
insults
having
reached
the
ultimate
formalism
in
Spanish
in
which
the
acts
are
never
stated
but
only
implied
.
"
What
are
they
doing
in
there
?
"
Agustín
now
asked
confidentially
.
"
Nothing
,
"
Pilar
told
him
.
"
Nada
.
We
are
,
after
all
,
in
the
spring
,
animal
.
"
"
Animal
,
"
said
Agustín
,
relishing
the
word
.
"
Animal
.
And
thou
.
Daughter
of
the
great
whore
of
whores
.
I
befoul
myself
in
the
milk
of
the
springtime
.
"
Pilar
slapped
him
on
the
shoulder
.
