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"
Hoc
est
simplicissimus
,
"
he
replied
.
"
Because
I
'm
Crazy
.
"
From
then
on
,
concerned
about
his
own
faith
,
the
priest
did
not
come
back
to
visit
him
and
dedicated
himself
to
hurrying
along
the
building
of
the
church
.
Rebeca
felt
her
hopes
being
reborn
.
Her
future
was
predicated
on
the
completion
of
the
work
,
for
one
Sunday
when
Father
Nicanor
was
lunching
at
the
house
and
the
whole
family
sitting
at
the
table
spoke
of
the
solemnity
and
splendor
that
religious
ceremonies
would
acquire
when
the
church
was
built
,
Amaranta
said
:
"
The
luckiest
one
will
be
Rebeca
.
"
And
since
Rebeca
did
not
understand
what
she
meant
,
she
explained
it
to
her
with
an
innocent
smile
:
"
You
're
going
to
be
the
one
who
will
inaugurate
the
church
with
your
wedding
.
"
Rebeca
tried
to
forestall
any
comments
.
The
way
the
construction
was
going
the
church
would
not
be
built
before
another
ten
years
.
Father
Nicanor
did
not
agree
:
the
growing
generosity
of
the
faithful
permitted
to
make
more
optimistic
calculations
.
To
the
mute
Indignation
of
Rebeca
,
who
could
not
finish
her
lunch
,
úrsula
celebrated
Amaranta
's
idea
contributed
a
considerable
sum
for
the
work
to
move
faster
.
Father
Nicanor
felt
that
with
another
contribution
like
that
the
church
would
be
ready
within
three
years
.
From
then
on
Rebeca
did
not
say
another
word
to
Amaranta
,
convinced
that
her
initiative
had
not
the
innocence
that
she
attempted
to
give
it
.
"
That
was
the
least
serious
thing
I
could
have
done
,
"
Amaranta
answered
her
during
the
violent
argument
they
had
that
night
.
"
In
that
way
I
wo
n't
have
to
kill
you
for
three
years
.
"
Rebeca
accepted
the
challenge
.
When
Pietro
Crespi
found
out
about
the
new
postponement
,
he
went
through
a
crisis
of
disappointment
,
but
Rebeca
gave
a
final
proof
of
her
loyalty
.
"
We
'll
elope
whenever
you
say
,
"
she
told
him
.
Pietro
Crespi
,
however
,
was
not
a
man
of
adventure
.
He
lacked
the
impulsive
character
of
his
fiancée
and
he
considered
respect
for
one
's
given
word
as
a
wealth
that
should
not
be
squandered
.
Then
Rebeca
turned
to
more
audacious
methods
.
A
mysterious
wind
blew
out
the
lamps
in
the
parlor
and
úrsula
surprised
the
lovers
kissing
in
the
dark
.
Pietro
Crespi
gave
some
confused
explanations
about
the
poor
quality
of
modern
pitch
lamps
and
he
even
helped
her
install
a
more
secure
system
of
illumination
for
the
room
.
But
the
fuel
failed
again
or
the
wicks
became
clogged
and
úrsula
found
Rebeca
sitting
on
her
fiancé
's
lap
.
This
time
she
would
accept
no
explanation
.
She
turned
the
responsibility
of
the
bakery
over
to
the
Indian
woman
and
sat
in
a
rocking
chair
to
watch
over
the
young
people
during
the
visits
,
ready
to
win
out
over
maneuvers
that
had
already
been
old
when
she
was
a
girl
.
"
Poor
Mama
,
"
Rebeca
would
say
with
mock
indignation
,
seeing
úrsula
yawn
during
the
boredom
of
the
visits
.
"
When
she
dies
she
'll
go
off
to
her
reward
in
that
rocking
chair
.
"
After
three
months
of
supervised
love
,
fatigued
by
the
slow
progress
of
the
construction
,
which
he
went
to
inspect
every
day
,
Pietro
Crespi
decided
to
give
Father
Nicanor
the
money
he
needed
to
finish
the
church
.
Amaranta
did
not
grow
impatient
.
As
she
conversed
with
her
girl
friends
every
afternoon
when
they
came
to
embroider
on
the
porch
,
she
tried
to
think
of
new
subterfuges
.
A
mistake
in
calculation
spoiled
the
one
she
considered
the
most
effective
:
removing
the
mothballs
that
Rebeca
had
put
in
her
wedding
dress
before
she
put
it
away
in
the
bedroom
dresser
.
She
did
it
when
two
months
were
left
for
the
completion
the
church
.
But
Rebeca
was
so
impatient
the
approach
of
the
wedding
that
she
wanted
to
get
the
dress
ready
earlier
than
Amaranta
had
foreseen
.
When
she
opened
the
dresser
and
unfolded
first
the
papers
and
then
the
protective
cloth
,
she
found
the
fabric
of
the
dress
and
the
stitches
of
the
veil
and
even
the
crown
of
orange
blossoms
perforated
by
moths
.
Although
she
was
sure
that
she
had
put
a
handful
of
mothballs
in
the
wrappings
,
the
disaster
seemed
so
natural
that
she
did
not
dare
blame
Amaranta
.
There
was
less
than
a
month
until
the
wedding
,
but
Amparo
Moscote
promised
to
sew
a
new
dress
within
a
week
.
Amaranta
felt
faint
that
rainy
noontime
when
Amparo
came
to
the
house
wrapped
in
the
froth
of
needlework
for
Rebeca
to
have
the
final
fitting
of
the
dress
.
She
lost
her
voice
and
a
thread
cold
sweat
ran
down
the
path
of
her
spine
.
For
long
months
she
had
trembled
with
fright
waiting
for
that
hour
,
because
if
she
had
not
been
able
to
conceive
the
ultimate
obstacle
to
Rebeca
's
wedding
,
she
was
sure
that
at
the
last
moment
,
when
all
the
resources
of
her
imagination
had
failed
,
she
would
have
the
courage
to
poison
her
.
That
afternoon
,
while
Rebeca
was
suffocating
with
heat
inside
the
armor
of
thread
that
Amparo
Moscote
was
putting
about
her
body
with
thousands
of
pins
and
infinite
patience
,
Amaranta
made
several
mistakes
in
her
crocheting
and
pricked
her
finger
with
the
needle
,
but
she
decided
with
frightful
coldness
that
the
date
would
be
the
last
Friday
before
the
wedding
and
the
method
would
be
a
dose
of
laudanum
in
her
coffee
.
A
greater
obstacle
,
as
impassable
as
it
was
unforeseen
,
obliged
a
new
and
indefinite
postponement
.
One
week
before
the
date
set
for
the
wedding
,
little
Remedios
woke
up
in
the
middle
of
the
night
soaked
in
a
hot
broth
which
had
exploded
in
her
insides
with
a
kind
of
tearing
belch
,
and
she
died
three
days
later
,
poisoned
by
her
own
blood
,
a
pair
of
twins
crossed
in
stomach
.
Amarante
suffered
a
crisis
conscience
.
She
had
begged
God
with
such
fervor
for
something
fearful
to
happen
so
that
she
would
not
have
to
poison
Rebeca
that
she
felt
guilty
of
Remedios
'
death
.
That
was
not
the
obstacle
that
she
had
begged
for
so
much
.
Remedios
had
brought
a
breath
of
merriment
to
the
house
.
She
had
settled
down
with
her
husband
in
a
room
near
the
workshop
,
which
she
decorated
with
the
dolls
and
toys
of
her
recent
childhood
,
merry
vitality
overflowed
the
four
walls
of
the
bedroom
and
went
like
a
whirlwind
of
good
health
along
the
porch
with
the
begonias
:
She
would
start
singing
at
dawn
.
She
was
the
only
person
who
dared
intervene
in
the
arguments
between
Rebeca
and
Amaranta
.
She
plunged
into
the
fatiguing
chore
of
taking
care
of
José
Arcadio
Buendía
.
She
would
bring
him
his
food
,
she
would
help
him
with
his
daily
necessities
,
wash
him
with
soap
and
a
scrubbing
brush
,
keep
his
hair
and
beard
free
of
lice
and
nits
,
keep
the
palm
shelter
in
good
condition
and
reinforce
it
with
waterproof
canvas
in
stormy
weather
.
In
her
last
months
she
had
succeeded
in
communicating
with
him
in
phrases
of
rudimentary
Latin
.
When
the
son
of
Aureliano
and
Pilar
Ternera
was
born
and
brought
to
the
house
and
baptized
in
an
intimate
ceremony
with
the
name
Aureliano
José
,
Remedios
decided
that
he
would
be
considered
their
oldest
child
.
Her
maternal
instinct
surprised
úrsula
.
Aureliano
,
for
his
part
,
found
in
the
justification
that
he
needed
to
live
.
He
worked
all
day
in
his
workshop
and
Remedios
would
bring
him
a
cup
of
black
coffee
in
the
middle
the
morning
.
They
would
both
visit
the
Moscotes
every
night
.
Aureliano
would
play
endless
games
of
dominoes
with
his
father-in-law
while
Remedios
chatted
with
her
sisters
or
talked
to
her
motabout
more
important
things
.
The
link
with
the
Buendías
consolidated
Don
Apolinar
Moscote
's
authority
in
the
town
.
On
frequent
trips
to
the
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
whom
he
entrusted
the
maintenance
of
order
,
and
no
one
remembered
the
original
agreement
not
to
have
armed
men
in
the
town
.
Aureliano
enjoyed
his
father-in-law
's
efficiency
.
"
You
're
going
to
get
as
fat
as
he
is
,
"
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
.
