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6When Augustus appeared at the door of his house he extended his right arm, palm down and open, and directed ­ turning his eyes to heaven, he stood for a moment in this statuesque and august attitude. It was not that I took a pose ­ of the outside world, if not it would watch if it rained. And when receiving on the back of the hand the freshness of the slow ­ Vallo frowned the hedgehog. And it was not that either ­ the rain fell, but having to open the umbrella. It was so elegant, so slender, folded and in its sheath! A closed umbrella is as elegant as an open umbrella is ugly.
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8"It is a misfortune to have to use one of the things," Augustus thought; have to use them, use estro ­ Pea and even destroys all beauty. The noblest function of objects is to be contemplated. How beautiful is an orange before food! This will change in heaven when all our trade is reduced, or rather it is in ­ sanche to contemplate God and all things in Him. Here, in this poor life, we take care of ourselves but of God's service; we intend to open it, like an umbrella, to protect us from all kinds of evils. "
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10He said that and crouched down to pick up his pants. He opened the umbrella at last and stood for a moment in suspense and thinking, "And now, where am I going? Do I shoot to the right or to the left?" Because Augusto was not an ­ minante, but a walker of life. "I'll wait for a dog to pass," he told himself, "and I'll take the initial address he takes."
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12In this a street passed not by a dog, but by a garrulous girl, and behind her eyes he left, as magnetized and without realizing it, Augusto.
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16"But that little boy," Augusto was saying, rather than thinking he was talking to himself, "what will he do there, lying face down on the floor? Contemplate some ant, for sure! The ant, bah! One of the ani ­ more hypocritical evils! He barely makes a walk and do ­ We believe that it works. It's like that pigeon who goes there, at the pace of cargo, elbowing all those with whom he crosses, and I have no doubt that he has nothing to do. What must he have to do, man, what he has to do! He's a bum, a bum like ... No, I'm not a bum! My imagination does not rest. The bums are them, those who say they work and do nothing but stun and drown the thought. Because, let's see, that ma ­ chocolate chopper that is put there, behind that window, to give the stupid roll, so that we see him, that exhibitionist of work, what is but a vague? And to us, what do we care if he works or not? The job! The job! Hypocrisy! For work that poor pa ­ ralitic that goes there half crawling ... But what do I know? Excuse me, brother! - he said it aloud -. Brother? Brother in what? In paralysis! They say that we are all children of Adam. And this, Joaquinito, is it ­ good son of Adam? Goodbye, Joaquín! Oh, we already have the inevitable car, noise and dust! And what goes ahead with suppressing distances like this? The traveling mania comes from topofobía and not from filotopía; He who travels a lot fleeing from every place he leaves and not looking for every place he arrives at. Travel ... travel ... What annoying gossip is the most ­ Guas ... Shut up, what is this?
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18And he stopped at the door of a house where he had ­ She brought the garrulous girl that would carry him magnetized behind her eyes. And then Augusto realized that he had been following her. The concierge of the house looked at him with malicious eyes, and that look suggested to Augusto what he should do then. "This Cerbera is waiting," he told himself, "to ask him about the name and circumstances of this young lady that I have been following and, certainly, this is what proceeds now. Another thing would be to leave my ­ guiding without coronation, and that no, the works must here ­ barse. I hate the imperfect! "He reached into his pocket and found nothing but a hard one in it. It was not about going then to change it, time and occasion would be lost in it.
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20- Tell me, good woman - he asked the concierge without saying ­ I put the index and the thumb of the pocket - could you tell me here, in confidence and for the interest , the name of this one? ­ Nobody just entered?
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60"Well, sir," Augusto was saying when he separated from the concierge, "see how I have been committed to this good woman. Because now I can not worthy to leave it like that. What will this parador of porters say if not me? So ... Eugenia Dominga, I say Domingo, from Arco? All right, I'm going to point it out, lest I forget. There is no more mnemonic art than carrying a memo book ­ in your pocket. I already said my unforgettable Don Leon ­ cio: do not put in your head what fits in your pocket ­ llo! What should be added as a complement: do not put in your pocket what fits in your head! And the concierge, what's the concierge called?
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78The drizzle had stopped. He closed and folded his umbrella and sheathed it. He approached a bench, and when he touched it, he ­ tró that was wet. He pulled out a newspaper, placed it on the bench and sat down. Then his wallet and brandished his fountain pen. "Here is a very useful gossip," he said to himself; otherwise, I would have to write down that lady's name in pencil and it could be erased. Will your image be erased from my memory? But how is? How is sweet Eugenia? I only remember some eyes ... I have the sensation ­ the touch of the eyes ... While I was rambling lily ­ camente, eyes gently pulled my heart. Let's see! Eugenia Domingo, yes, Domingo, del Arco. Sunday? I'm not used to being called Do ­ mingo ... No; I have to change the last name and have it called Dominga. But, and our sons, will they carry Dominga's second surname? And as they have to suppress mine, this impertinent Perez, leave ­ In a P, should we call our first-born Au ­ P Dominga taste? But ... where are you taking me, crazy fanta ­ Yes? »And pointed in his portfolio: Eugenia Domingo del Arco, Avenida de la Alameda, 58. Above this point were these two endecasilabos:
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88"Wow," said Augusto, "this Eugenita, the piano teacher, has cut me off an excellent principle of transcendental lyric poetry. I'm interrupted. Interrum ­ ask? ... Yes, man does nothing but search in the events, in the vicissitudes of luck, food for his native sadness or joy. The same case is sad or happy according to our innate disposition. And Eugenia? I have to write ­ birle. But not from here, but from home. Will I go to the Casino rather ? No, home, home. These things from home, from home. Home? My house is not home. Home .. ho ­ Gar ... Ashtray rather! Oh, my Eugenia! "And Augustus turned to his house.
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106He entered his office, took an envelope and wrote in it: "Miss Doña Eugenia Domingo del Arco. EPM. "And immediately, in front of the white paper, he rested his head in ­ He held up his hands, his elbows on the desk, and closed his eyes. "Let's think first of her," he told himself. And he struggled to catch in the darkness the glow of those other eyes that dragged him at random.
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116Was it the voice of the servant, or was it the appetite, that that voice was but an echo, what awakened him? Psychological mysteries! So Augusto thought, he went to the dining room saying: oh, psychology!
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118He had lunch with relish his lunch every day: a couple of fried eggs, a steak with potatoes and a piece of Gruyere cheese. He then took his coffee and lay down in the rocking chair. He lit a cigar, put it to his mouth, and saying: "Oh, my Eugenia!" He started thinking about her.
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120"My Eugenia, yes, mine," he was saying to himself, "is that I'm forging myself, and not the other, not the flesh and blood, not the one I saw crossing the door of my house, fortuitous appearance. Not the concierge's! Incidental appearance? And what appearance is not? What is the logic of the apparitions? The one of the succession of these figures that form the smoke clouds of the cigar. Chance! Chance is the intimate rhythm of the world, chance is the soul of poetry. Ah, my random Eugenia! This my meek life, routine, humble, is a pindárica ode woven with the thousand little things of everyday life. The everyday! Give us this day our daily bread! Give me, Lord, the thousand trifles of each day. Men do not succumb to great sorrows or great joys, and it is because these sorrows and those joys are muffled in an immense fog of small incidents. and life is this, the fog. Life is a nebula. Now Eugenia emerges from her. And who is Eugenia? Ah, I realize that some time ago I was looking for her. And while I was looking for her, she came to me. Is not this perhaps finding something? When you discover an apparition that you were looking for, is not it that the apparition, pitied by your search, comes to meet you? Did not America go looking for Columbus? Has not Eugenia come to look for me? Eugenia! Eugenia! Eugenia!"
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134"Well, very well," said Augusto, "we call ourselves as they call us. In Homeric times they had people and things two names, the one given to them by men and the one given to them by the gods. How will God call me? And why should not I call myself another way than the others call me? Why should I not give Eugenia another name different from the one given by others, from the one Margarita gives her, the concierge? How will I call her? »
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140"Miss: This very morning, under the sweet drizzle of the sky, you crossed, fortuitous appearance, in front of the door of the house where I still live and I no longer have a home. When I woke up I went to the door of his, where I do not know if you have a home or do not have one. They had brought me their eyes, their eyes, which are shining twin stars in the nebula of my world. Forgive me, Eugenia, and let me give you this sweet name familiarly; forgive me the lyric. I live in perpetual infinitesimal lyric.
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142»I do not know what else to tell him. Yes, I know it. But it is so much, so much what I have to say, that I think it best to postpone it for when we see each other and talk to each other because that is what I want now, that we see each other, that we speak to each other, that ­ Bamos, let's get to know each other. After ... After, God and our hearts will say!
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160While he was thus talking to himself crossed with Eugenia without noticing even the brightness of his eyes. The spiritual fog was too dense. But Eugenia, for her part, did notice him, saying: «Who will this jo ­ See, it has no bad bearing and seems well accommodated! "And is that, without realizing it, he guessed that one morning had followed. Women always know ­ pre when you look at them, even without seeing them, and when you see them without looking at them.
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164At last Augusto met once again before Marga ­ rita the concierge, before the smile of Margarita. The first thing she did when she saw him was to take her hand out of her apron pocket.
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174- Not all the names do not like the gift - he said -. Just as from Juan to Don Juan there is an abyss, so there is from Augusto to Don Augusto. But ... be! Did you leave? ­ Miss Eugenia?
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218«We will fight! Augusto was saying down the street - yes, we will fight! So you have another boyfriend, another would-be boyfriend ...? We will fight! Militia est vita hominis super terram. My life has a purpose; I already have one with ­ What to carry out. Oh, Eugenia, my Eugenia, you must be mine! At least, my Eugenia, this one that I have forged on the fugitive vision of those eyes, of that ­ The yoke of stars in my nebula, this Eugenia must be mine, be it the other, that of the caretaker, whoever it may be! We will fight! We will fight and win. I have the secret of victory. Ah, Eugenia, my Eugenia! »
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352«The knowledge comes later ... - Continued ­ dose-- But ... What was that? I would swear that they have cru ­ zado by my orbit two effulgent and mystic stars ge ­ melas ... Could it have been her? My heart tells me ... But, shut up, I'm home! »
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356He went to his room, and when he noticed the bed, he said to himself: "Alone! sleep alone! Dream alone! When sleeping in company, the dream must be common. Mysterious eflu ­ They have to unite the two brains. Or is it not that the more hearts come together, the more heads separate? Perhaps. Maybe they are in mutual positions ­ adverse mind. If two lovers think the same, sien ­ have the opposite of each other; if they share the same feeling of love, each one thinks something else than the other, maybe the opposite. The woman only loves her man as long as he does not think like her, that is, as long as he thinks. Let's see this honest marriage. »
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358Many nights, before going to bed, Augusto used to play a game of tute with his servant, Domingo, and while his wife, the cook, watched the game.
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366" Very well done, senorito," Domingo said.
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380- And what is it that is to be the lady's wife ... - Liduvina added, fearing that Augusto would offer them a whole monologue.
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382- What? What should be my wife, what? Come on, say it, say it, woman, say it!
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390To the pious mention of his mother Augustus left the cards on the table, and his spirit was suspended a moment. Many times his mother, that sweet lady, daughter of misfortune, had told him: "I can not live long now, my son; your father is calling me. Perhaps I do more to him than to you. So I leave this world and you stay alone in it you marry, marry as much as ­ tees Bring this house owner and lady. And it's not that I do not have confidence in our old and faithful servants, no. But bring housekeeper. And let it be a housewife, my son, that is love. Make her mistress of your heart, your bag, your pantry, your kitchen and your resolutions. Looking for a woman of government, who knows how to love ... and governs ­ nart.
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392- My wife will play the piano - said Augusto shaking his memories and longings.
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394- The piano! And what's that for? - Lidu asked ­ vineyard.
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424- No, something else, Liduvina, something else. Let's talk; see what it is about the future and the happiness of your master ...
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434- And what, we finish? - Domingo asked.
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436- It's true, Domingo, we can not leave that way ­ tida. Who has to leave?
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442And he lost the game, too, distracted.
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444"Well, sir," he said as he retired to his room, "everyone knows her; everyone knows her except me. Here is the work of love. And tomorrow? What will I do tomorrow? Bah! Give your care every day. Now, to bed. »
445
446And he went to bed.
447
448And in bed he kept saying to himself: "Well, the fact is that I've been bored without knowing it, and two mortal years ... since my holy mother died ... Yes, yes, there is a bored ­ unconscious Almost all men abu ­ unconsciously. Boredom is the background of life, and boredom is the one that has invented the ­ the distractions, the novels and love. The fog of life exudes a sweet boredom, bittersweet liquor. All these daily, insignificant events; all these sweet conversations with which we kill time and lengthen life, what are they but sweet to be bored? Oh, Eugenia, my Eugenia, flower of my vital and unconscious boredom, assists me in my dreams, dreams in me and with ­ my! »
449
450And he fell asleep.
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457
458It crossed the clouds, eagle shining, with the powerful wings pearled with dew, fixed the eyes of prey in the solar mist, asleep the heart in sweet boredom ­ stop of the forged chest in tempestádes; around, the si ­ lencio that makes the remote rumors of the earth, and there on high, on the top of the sky, two twin stars spilling invisible balm. A shrill cry screamed the silence: "Correspondence! ..." And Augustus saw the light of a new day.
459
460«Dream or live? He asked himself, embracing himself in the blanket. Am I an eagle or am I a man? What will the paper say? What new things will the new day bring me? Has an earthquake swallowed Corcubión tonight? And why not to Leipzig? Oh, the lyric association of ideas, the pindiaric disorder! The world is a kaleidoscope ­ cheep. The logic is put by man. The supreme art is that of chance. Let's sleep, then, for a while longer. And God, half-turn in bed.
461
462Correspondence! ... The vinagrero! And then a co ­ che, and then a car, and some kids later.
463
464"Impossible! Augusto said again. This is the life that comes back. And with her love ... And what is love? Is not it the distillation of all this? Is not it the juice of boredom? Think of Eugenia; the hour is pro ­ pise
465
466And he closed his eyes with the purpose of thinking about Eugenia. Think?
467
468But this thought was diluting, melting ­ sele, and after a while it was nothing but a polka. Is that a handlebar piano had stopped at the foot of the window of his room and was sounding. And Augusto's soul reverberated notes, he did not think.
469
470"The essence of the world is musical," Augusto told himself when the last organ note died. And my Eugenia, is not it musical too? All law is a law of rhythm, and rhythm is love. Behold the divine ma Nana virginity of the day, it brings me a discovery: the love is rhythm. The science of rhythm are the Math cas; The sensitive expression of love is music. The former pressure, not its implementation; let's understand each other. »
471
472A tap on the door interrupted him.
473
474- Go ahead!
475
476- Did you call, senorito? - said Domingo.
477
478- Yes ... breakfast!
479
480He had called, without having given this account, I hour we
481
482"Love enlivens and anticipates appetite --siguió dicién dose Augusto--. You have to live to love! Yes, and you have to love to live! »
483
484He got up to have breakfast.
485
486- How long are you doing, Domingo?
487
488- As always, señorito.
489
490- Come on, yes, neither good nor bad.
491
492- That!
493
494It was the servant theory, who also had it.
495
496Augustus washed, combed, dressed and felt as if he already has a goal in life, overflowing intimate arregosto live. Although melancholic.
497
498She fell to the street, and soon touched the heart to re bato. "Shut up --se said he, if I had seen her , if I co nocía long ago; Yes, your picture is me almost in cream ...! My mother, save me! "And as she passed him, Eugenia crossed her, she greeted her with eyes even more than with her hat.
499
500He was about to turn to follow her, but he won the good judgment and the desire he had to chat with the concierge.
501
502"It's her, yes, it's her - she kept saying to herself - it's her, it's the same, it's the one I was looking for years ago, even without knowing it; She is the one who was looking for me. We were destined to each other in pre-established harmony; We are two monads comple Taria one another. The family is the true social cell. And I am only a molecule. What poetry is science, my God! Mother, my mother, here is your son; accuse me from heaven! Eugenia, my Eugenia ...! »
503
504He looked everywhere in case he looked, as they Surprised gave embracing the air. And he said to himself: «Love is an ecstasy; it takes us out of ourselves. "
505
506He returned to reality - to reality? - Margarita's smile.
507
508- And what, there is no news? Augusto asked.
509
510- None, young man. It is still very soon.
511
512- Did not you ask anything when you gave it to her?
513
514- Nothing.
515
516- And today?
517
518- Today, yes. He asked me about his address, and if I knew him, and who he was. He told me that the gentleman had not remembered to put the address of his house. And then he gave me a commission ...
519
520- A commission? Which one? Do not hesitate
521
522- She told me that if I came back here, I told her I was committed, that she has a boyfriend.
523
524- That he has a boyfriend?
525
526- I already told you, señorito.
527
528- It does not matter, we will fight!
529
530- Well, we will fight.
531
532- Do you promise me your help, Margarita?
533
534- Yes, of course.
535
536- Well, we will win!
537
538And he retired. He went to the mall to refresh their emoció tions in view of vegetables, hear the birds sing their love. His heart was green and inside him they also sang like winged memories of childhood.
539
540It was, above all, the heaven of memories of his mother pouring a melting and sweet fire on all his other memories.
541
542He hardly remembered his father; it was a mythical shadow that was lost in the farthest; It was a bloody cloud of sunset. Bloody, because being still tiny he saw him bathed in blood, vomit, and cadaverous. And implica aunt in her heart, to such a long distance, that Son! of his mother, who tore the house; that son! it was not known whether addressed to him or dying father, Augusto, I empe dernido of incomprehension before the mystery of death.
543
544Shortly after her mother, trembling with grief, he distressed him chugaba his breast, and a litany of My son! my son! my son! baptized him in tears of fire. And he cried too, clutching his mother, and not daring to turn his face away from the sweet darkness of that throbbing lap, for fear of meeting the coconut's devouring eyes.
545
546And so they spent days crying and blackness, until tears were leaving inward and the house was derri tend the negrores.
547
548It was a sweet and warm house. The light entered through the white flowers embroidered in the curtains. The seats opened, with intimacy of grandparents made children for years, their arms. There always was an ashtray with ce nice the last pure that drained his father. And there, in the pa network, the portrait of both the father and mother, the widow and made the very day they were married. He, who was tall, sitting with one leg crossed over the other, ense NANDO the tongue of the boot, and she was petite, standing beside her and putting her hand, a thin hand that pa REECE made for grab, but to perch like a dove, on her husband's shoulder.
549
550His mother came and went quietly, like a Bow Tie ment, always in black, with a smile, that was the residue of tears from the early days of widowhood, always in the mouth and around the eyes searchers. "I have to live for you, for you alone," he said at night, before going to bed, "Augusto." And this led to his nightly dreams a moist kiss still in tears.
551
552Like a sweet dream their lives were gone.
553
554At night he read his mother something, sometimes the life of the Saint, others a novel by Jules Verne or some innocent and simple story. And sometimes even he laughed with silent laughter and sweet transcended distant tears.
555
556Then he entered the Institute and at night it was his mother who took the lessons. And he studied to take them. He studied all those strange names of uni history versal, and used to say with a smile: "But how many barbari ties have been able to men, my God!" He studied mathematics, and this was what most stood Aque Ila sweet mother. "If my mother comes to engage the ma thematic ..." Augustus said. And he remembered the interest with which he followed the development of a second-degree equation. He studied psychology, and this was what was most re SISTIA. "But what a desire to complicate things!" He used to say to this. He studied physics and chemistry in natural history. Of the natural history, what he did not like was those rare motejos that animals and plants are given in it. Physiology caused her horror, and gave up to sea lessons to his son. Only by seeing those plates that represented the heart or the naked lungs presented the bloody death of her husband. "This is all very ugly, my son," he said; mé not study physician. The best thing is not knowing how to have things inside. »
557
558When Augusto degree was he picked her up , looked at bozo, and breaking into tears exclaimed: "If I saw ! Saw dillas, what he a big boy and he felt avergon Zado, and so he had silently, staring at her dead ashtray.
559
560And then he came his career, his university friends, and the melancholy of the poor mother when her son ensa Yaba wings. "I for you, I for you," he used to tell him, "and you, who knows what else! ... This is the world, son." The day he received his law degree, his mother, When he got home, he took her and kissed her hand in a comically grave way, and then, hugging him, said in his ear: "Your father bless you, my son!"
561
562His mother never went to bed until he would have cho, and left him with a kiss on the bed. He could not, therefore, never stay up late. And it was his mother who first saw him when he woke up. And at the table, what he did not eat, neither did she.
563
564Often out walking together and so would, in Silen cio, under the sky, she thinking of her dead and he pen sando what happened to his eyes first. And she always told him the same things, everyday things, very old and always new. Many of them started like this: «When you marry ...»
565
566Whenever they crossed with some girl her maas, or even cute, her mother watched from the corner of Augusto eye.
567
568And death came, that slow, grave and sweet, painless death, which entered on tiptoe and without noise, like a peregrine bird, and took it slowly, on an autumn afternoon. He died with his hand in his son's hand, with his eyes in his eyes . Augusto felt the hand in friaba, felt that the eyes are immobilized. He released her hand after leaving a kiss on her coldness cá lido, and closed his eyes. He knelt by the bed and the story of those same years passed over him.
569
570And now he was here, in the Alameda, under the chirping of birds, thinking of Eugenia. And Eugenia had a boyfriend. "What I fear, my son," his mother used to say, "is when you meet the first thorn in the path of your life." If she were here to make this first thorn bloom in pink!
571
572"If he lived, my mother would find a solution to this," Augusto said to himself, "which is not, after all, more difficult than a second-degree equation. And it is not, in the end, more than a second-degree equation. "
573
574Faint whimpering like a poor animal, in terrumpieron his soliloquy. He scanned the eyes and finally discovered, among the vegetables a bush, a poor ca chorrillo dog that seemed to be looking way ashore. «Poor thing! --stated--. They have left him newborn to die; they lacked the courage to kill him. "And he picked it up.
575
576The little animal looked for the breast of the mother. Augusto got up and went home thinking: "When Eugenia knows, bad blow for my rival! What love is going to take the poor little animal! And it's cute, very cute. Poor thing, how he licks my hand ...! »
577
578- Bring milk, Domingo; but bring it soon, "he told the servant as soon as he had opened the door.
579
580- But now you think of buying a dog, senorito?
581
582- I have not bought it, Domingo; This dog is not nail, but is free; I've found it.
583
584- Come on, yes, it's foundless.
585
586- We're all foundlings, Domingo. Bring milk
587
588He brought her milk and a small sponge to facilitate suction. Then Augusto made him bring a bottle for the puppy, for Orfeo, who baptized him that way, you do not know, nor did he know why.
589
590And Orpheus was henceforth the confidant of his solilo Quios, who received the secret of his love for Eugenia.
591
592"Look, Orpheus, " he said silently, "we have to fight. What do you advise me to do? If my mother had known you ... But you'll see, you'll see when you sleep in Eugenia's lap, under her warm and sweet hand. And now, what are we going to do, Orpheus?
593
594Melancholy was lunch that day, melancholy ride, the game of chess and melancholy melancó Lico sleep that night.
595
596 
597
598SAW
599
600 
601
602"I have to make some determination --se said Augusto pacing in front of the house number 58 Ave nida of Alameda--; This can not go on like this."
603
604At that time he opened one of the balconies on the second floor, where Eugenia lived, and it appeared ñora gaunt and gray hair with a cage in his hand. I was going to put the canary in the sun. But when going to put it he missed the nail and the cage came down. Mrs. uttered a cry of Despair serving: "Oh, my Pichin!" Augusto rushed to pick up the cage. Revolotaba poor canary in it DESPA vorido.
605
606Augusto went up to the house, with the canary waving in the cage and the heart in his chest. The lady was waiting for him.
607
608- Oh, thank you, thank you, gentleman!
609
610- Thanks to you, ma'am.
611
612- My pichin ! My Pichincito! Come on, calm down! Do you like to pass, gentleman?
613
614- Gladly, ma'am.
615
616And Augusto entered.
617
618The lady took her to the room, and saying: "Wait a little, I'm going to leave my Pichin", he left him alone.
619
620At this moment an elderly gentleman entered the room, Eugenia's uncle no doubt. He wore smoked glasses and a fez on his head. He approached Augustus and, taking a seat next to him, addressed him these words:
621
622- (Here a Esperanto phrase that means: And you do not believe with me that universal peace will come soon thanks to Esperanto?)
623
624Augusto thought about the flight, but the love for Eugenia stopped him. The other continued speaking, in Esperanto as well.
625
626Augustus finally decided.
627
628- I do not understand you a word, gentleman.
629
630- Surely I was talking to you in that damn slang they call Esperanto - said the aunt, who was entering at this point. And she added to her husband: "Fermin, this man is the man from the Canary Islands.
631
632- Well, I do not understand you more than you when I speak to you in Esperanto - her husband replied.
633
634- This gentleman has picked up my poor Pichin, who fell into the street, and has had the kindness to bring it to me. And you, "he added, turning to Augusto," who is he?
635
636- I am, Mrs. Augusto Pérez, son of the late widow of Pérez Rovira, whom you might know.
637
638- Dona Soledad?
639
640- Exactly; Dona Soledad.
641
642- And a lot that I met the good lady. She was a widow and an exemplary mother. I congratulate you for that.
643
644- And I congratulate myself of owing to the happy accident of the fall of the canary the knowledge of you.
645
646- Happy! Do you call that accident happy?
647
648- For me, yes.
649
650" Thank you, gentleman," said Don Fermín, adding: "Men and their enigmatic laws are governed by laws, which man, however, can glimpse. I was ' Nor mine, I have particular ideas about almost everything ...
651
652- Shut up with your refrain, man - exclaimed the aunt -. And how is it that you were able to come so soon to help my Pichin?
653
654- I'll be frank with you, ma'am; I will open my chest. It was that he was around the house.
655
656- This house?
657
658- Yes, ma'am. You have a lovely niece.
659
660- Let's finish, gentleman. Already, I see the happy accident. And I see that there are providential canaries.
661
662- Who knows the paths of Providence? Said Don Fermín.
663
664- I know them, man, I - exclaimed his mistress; and turning to Augustus--: you have opened the doors of this house ... Well, there was no more! The son of Dona Sole dad ... Just like that, are you going to help me remove that child one caprichito who has gotten it into his head ...
665
666- And the freedom? Don Fermin insinuated.
667
668- Shut up, man, and stay with your anarchism.
669
670- Anarchism? - Augusto exclaimed.
671
672He radiated joy in Don Fermín's face, and added with the sweetest of their voices:
673
674- Yes, my lord, I am an anarchist, mystic anarchist, but in theory, read well, in theory. Do not be afraid, my friend - and when he said this he put his hand gently on his knee - I do not throw bombs. My anarchism is purely spiritual. Because I, my friend, have my own ideas about almost everything ...
675
676- And you, is not he an anarchist too? Au asked like Aunt, say.
677
678- Me? That is nonsense, that you do not send na die. If nobody sends, who will obey? Com Do not turn on you that's impossible?
679
680- Men of little faith, you call impossible ... --em Pezo Don Fermin.
681
682And the aunt, interrupting him:
683
684- Well, my Lord Don Augusto, closed pact. Us ­ Ted seems to me an excellent subject, well educated, of good family, with a more than regular income ... Nothing, nothing, from today you are my candidate.
685
686- So much honor, lady ...
687
688- Yes; we have to make this mozuela reason. She is not bad, you know, but capricious ... Then, she was brought up with so much care! ... When that terrible catastrophe of my poor brother happened ...
689
690- Catastrophe? Augusto asked.
691
692- Yes, and as the thing is public, I must not hide it from you. Eugenia's father committed suicide after an unfortunate stock market operation and leaving her almost in misery. He was a house, but burdened with a hiccup teak takes all their income. And the poor girl is determined to go saving your work to meet with to lift the mortgage. Imagine yourself, even if you are giving piano lessons for sixty years!
693
694Augusto conceived to point a generous purpose and have Roico.
695
696- The girl is not bad - continued the aunt - but there is no way to understand it.
697
698- If you learned Esperanto - Don Fermín began.
699
700- Leave us universal languages. Yea , not us tend to ours and you bring another?
701
702" But do not you think, ma'am," Augusto asked him, "that it would be good if there were only one language?
703
704- That, that! Exclaimed Don Fermín exultantly.
705
706" Yes, sir," the aunt said firmly. one len gua: Castilian, and at most Bable to talk to the maids that are not rational.
707
708Aunt Eugenia was Asturian and had a maid, astu riana also, which quarreled in Bable.
709
710- Now, if it is in theory - he added -, it does not seem bad to me that there is only one language. For this my husband in teo estuary, is up enemy of marriage ...
711
712- Gentlemen - Augusto said rising -, I am perhaps bothering ...
713
714- You never bother, gentleman - said the aunt - and is committed to return for this house. You already know, you are my candidate.
715
716When he left Don Fermín approached him for a moment and whispered in his ear: "Do not think about that!" "And why not?" Augusto asked him. "There are hunches, gentleman, there are hunches ..."
717
718As she said goodbye, her aunt's last words were: "You already know, he's my candidate."
719
720When Eugenia returned home, her aunt's first words upon seeing her were:
721
722- You know Eugenia, who's been here? Don Augusto Pérez.
723
724- Augusto Pérez ... Augusto Pérez ... Ah, yes! And who has brought him?
725
726- Pichin, my canary.
727
728- And what did he come for?
729
730- What a question! Behind you.
731
732- After me and brought by the canary? Well not in tend. It would be better if you spoke in Esperanto, like Uncle Fermin.
733
734- He comes after you and is a young man, not ugly, handsome, well educated, fine, and above all rich, girl, especially rich.
735
736- Well, let him keep his wealth, that if I work, it's not to sell me.
737
738- And who told you to sell you, polvorilla?
739
740- Well, well, aunt, let's stop joking.
741
742- You will see him, girlie, you will see him changing ideas.
743
744- What is that ...
745
746- Nobody can say of this water I will not drink.
747
748- The paths of Providence are mysterious! Don Fermín exclaimed. God...
749
750- But, man - his wife argued to him -, how does that pity God with anarchism? I already told you a thousand times. If no one should send, what is that of God?
751
752- My anarchism, woman, I've heard it a thousand others see ces, it is mystical, it is a mystical anarchism. God does not command as men command. God is also an anarchist, God does not command, but ...
753
754- Obey, is not that?
755
756- You said it, woman, you said it. God himself has enlightened you. Come here!
757
758He took his wife, looked at his forehead, blew on her, in curls of white hair and added:
759
760- He inspired you. Yes, God obeys ... obeys.
761
762- Yes, in theory, is not that? And you, Eugenita, let yourself be foolish, you have a great game.
763
764- Also I am an anarchist, aunt, but not like Uncle Fermin, not mystical.
765
766- Well, it will look! - finished the aunt.
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772 
773
774«Oh, Orpheus! - Already said in his house Augusto, giving him milk -. Oh, Orpheus! I took the big step, the step deci sive; I entered his home, I entered the sanctuary. Do you know what it is to take a decisive step? The winds of fortune em we bid and all our steps are crucial. Ours? Are our steps? We walked, Orfeo mine, through a wild and tangled jungle, without paths. The path we do with our feet as we walk on the road. Some people believe that they follow a star; I think following a double is trella, melliza. And that star is nothing but the very projection of the path to heaven, the projection of chance.
775
776»A decisive step! And tell me, Orpheus, what need is there that there is neither God nor world or anything? Why must there be something? Do not you think that this idea of ​​necessity is but the supreme form that chance takes in our mind?
777
778»Where did Eugenia come from? Is she a creation of mine or is I her creation? Or are we the two creations of each other, she of me and I of her? Is not it all creates tion of everything and creating everything else? And what is creation? What are you, Orpheus? What am I?
779
780"Many times it has occurred to me to think, Orpheus, that I am not, I was going down the street complaining that the others did not see me. And I sometimes fantasized that they saw me as I saw myself, and while I thought I was going formally mind, all composure, he was unknowingly has ciendo the clown, and the others laughing and making fun of me. Has not this ever happened to you, Orpheus? Even not, because you are still young and have not experien ce of life. And besides, you are a dog.
781
782"But, tell me, Orpheus, will not you ever think of male dogs, just as there have been men who have believed themselves dogs?
783
784"What a life this is, Orpheus, what a life, especially since my mother died! Every hour I get pushed by the hours that preceded it; I have not known the future. And now that I start to see it, I think it's going to become a past. Eugenia is almost a memory for me. These days that pass ... this day, this eternal day that passes ... slipping in fog of boredom. Today as yesterday, tomorrow as today. Look, Orpheus, look at the ash that my father left in that ashtray ...
785
786"This is the revelation of eternity, Orpheus, of the terrible eternity. When the man is left alone and closes his eyes to the future, to the dream, he is revealed the awesome abyss of eternity. Eternity is not coming. When we die the average death gives us back in our orbit and we start walking back, he has cia the past, to what it was. And so, without end, deva nando the skein of our destiny, undoing all the infinite that has made us forever, walking nowhere, without ever reaching it, because she never was.
787
788»Below this current of our existence, inside of it, there is another current in the opposite direction; here we go from yesterday to tomorrow, there it goes from tomorrow to yesterday. It is woven and unweaves at the same time. And from time to time we get breaths, fumes and even mysterious rumors of that other world, that interior of our world. The bowels of history are a counterhistory, it is a pro reverse cess
789
790"And now the two eyes of Eugenia shine in the sky of my solitude. I shine with the brilliance of the Lagri more than my mother. And they make me believe that I exist, sweet illusion! I love, ergo sum! This love, Orpheus, is like a benevolent rain in which the fog of existence melts away and materializes. Thanks to love I feel the soul of bulk, I touch it. It begins to hurt me in its very heart the soul, thanks to love, Orfeo. And the soul itself, what is it but love, if not incarnated pain?
791
792»The days come and the days go and the love remains. In there, deep down in the bowels of things they rub and scrub the course of this world with the opposite co rriente other, and this rubbing and scrubbing is the saddest and sweetest pain: the living .
793
794"Look, Orfeo, the lizas, look at the warp, see how the plot already comes with the shuttle, watch how the primideras play; but, tell me, where is the beam to which the fabric of our existence is rolled, where?
795
796As Orfeo had never seen a loom, it is very dif fi cult to understand his master. But looking into his eyes as he spoke, he guessed his feelings.
797
798 
799
800VIII
801
802 
803
804Augusto trembled and he felt like a colt of his plicio in his seat; entrábanle furious desire to Levan Tarse him, pacing the room that give handfuls into the air, yelling, crazy circus forget that exis aunt. Neither Doña Ermelinda, Eugenia's aunt, nor Don Fermín, her husband, the theoretical and mystic anarchist, managed to bring him to reality.
805
806- Yes, I believe, said Doña Ermelinda, Don Augusto, that this is the best thing, that you wait for her, because she can not be long in coming; I call her, you see and you know each other and this is the first step. All RELATIO purposes of this genre have to start to be known, is not it?
807
808- Indeed, Madame said, as one who speaks from another world, Augusto--, the first step is to look and cone CERSE ...
809
810- And I think that so she knows you, well ... the thing is clear!
811
812- Not so clear - Don Fermín argued -. The ways of Providence are mysterious always ... And for that it is necessary to marry or even conve niente known before, I disagree ... I disagree ... The only effective knowledge is knowledge post nuptias. You heard me, my wife, which in biblical language means FICA know. And, believe me, no more knowledge their stantial and essential that the penetrating knowledge ...
813
814- Shut up, man, shut up, do not mess up.
815
816- The knowledge, Ermelinda ...
817
818Rang the doorbell.
819
820- She! The uncle exclaimed in a mysterious voice.
821
822Augusto felt a wave of fire rise from the ground until he was lost, passing through his head, high above him. And the heart began to hammer his chest.
823
824He heard the door open, and the sound of rapid, equal, rhythmic steps. And Augusto, without knowing how, felt that calm returned to reign in him.
825
826- I'm going to call her - Don Fermín said trying to get up.
827
828- No, not at all! Dona Ermelinda exclaimed, and called.
829
830And then to the maid, when she introduced herself:
831
832- Tell Miss Eugenia to come!
833
834There was silence. The three, as if in complicity, were silent. And Augustus said: " Will I be able to resist ?, I will not put me red as a poppy or a lily white as when her eyes fill the gap that door ?, not Llara my heart?"
835
836There was a slight murmur, like a dove that starts in flight, ah! short and dry, and the eyes of Eugenia, in a face all freshness of life and on a body that did not seem to weigh on the ground, gave as a new and mysterious spiritual light to the scene. And Augustus felt calm, enormously calm, nailed to his seat and as if he were a plant born in him, like something vegetal, forgotten of himself, absorbed in the mysterious spiritual light that radiated from those eyes. And just to hear that Mrs. Erme cute began to tell his niece: "Here is our friend Don Augusto Perez ..." he came and stood trying to smile.
837
838- Here you have our friend Don Augusto Pérez, who wants to meet you ...
839
840- The canary? - Eugenia asked.
841
842- Yes, the canary, Miss --contestó Augusto acer cándose her and holding out his hand. And he thought: "He's going to burn me with his!"
843
844But it was not like that. A cold white hand, white as snow and cold snow, touched his hand. And he felt Au taste spilled by his being all as a fluid serenity.
845
846Eugenia sat down.
847
848- And this gentleman - the pianist began.
849
850«This gentleman ... this gentleman ... - thought Augustus very quickly - this gentleman! Call me knight! This is a bad omen! "
851
852- This gentleman, my daughter, who has made a happy coincidence ...
853
854- Yes, the canary.
855
856- They are the mysterious ways of Providence --sen tenció anarchist.
857
858- This gentleman, I say --agregó the tía--, which by happy coincidence has made knowledge with us and happens to be the son of a lady whom I knew something and res pete much; This gentleman, since he is a friend from home, has wanted to meet you, Eugenia.
859
860- And admire it! Augusto added.
861
862- Admiring me? - Eugenia exclaimed.
863
864- Yes, as a pianist!
865
866- Ah, come on!
867
868- I know, young lady, your great love of art ...
869
870- To art? To which, to the music?
871
872- Of course!
873
874- Well, they deceived you, Don Augusto!
875
876«Don Augusto! Don Augusto! - thought this, Don ...! What a bad omen this gift is! Almost as bad as that gentleman! »And then, loudly:
877
878- Does not he like music?
879
880- Not a whit, I assure you.
881
882"Liduvina is right," Augustus thought; This, des because to marry, and if her husband can keep, not again enter a piano "And then, out loud.:
883
884- As it is a public voice that you are an excellent teacher ...
885
886- I try my best to fulfill my duty pro fessional, and since I have to earn my living ...
887
888- That of having to make a living ... - Don Fermín began to say.
889
890- Well, enough - interrupted the aunt -; Mr. Augusto is already informed of everything ...
891
892- Everything? Of what? - asked with harshness and with a very slight gesture of going to get up Eugenia.
893
894- Yes, about the mortgage ...
895
896- How? Cried the niece, standing up. But what is this, what does all this mean, what is this visit about?
897
898- Like I said, niece, that this man wanted to co nocerte ... And do not fret so ...
899
900- But there are things ...
901
902" Dispense your aunt lady, miss," Augustus pleaded, standing up as well, and the uncles did the same. but it has not been anything ... And for that mortgage and your selflessness and love you tra low, have done nothing to start your lady aunt as interesting news; I...
903
904- Yes, you have just brought the canary a few days after you sent me a letter ...
905
906- Indeed, I do not deny it.
907
908- Well, gentleman, the answer to that letter will give it when I like it better and without anyone to get me to it. And now it's better that I retire.
909
910- Good, very good! Exclaimed Don Fermín. This is integrity and freedom! This is the woman of the future! Muje res and must be won to fist, friend Perez, fist!
911
912- Miss ...! Augusto begged, approaching her.
913
914- You're right Eugenia said, and gave him to des ordered the hand, so white and cold as before and as snow.
915
916By giving back to leave and so those eyes disappear, mysterious spiritual light sources, Au felt like the wave of fire through her body, her heart was pounding his chest and seemed to explode the ca Beza.
917
918- Do you feel bad? Don Fermín asked him.
919
920- What a girl, my God, what a girl! --Excla maba Dona Ermelinda.
921
922- Admirable !, majestic! Heroic! A woman, a whole woman! Said Augusto.
923
924- That's how I think - the uncle added.
925
926- Excuse me, Mr. Don Augusto - the aunt repeated - excuse me; this little girl is a little hedgehog; Who has bia think! ...
927
928- But I'm delighted, ma'am, delighted! If this strong independence of character, to me, that I do not have, is what excites me most !; If it is this, this, this and not another woman that I need!
929
930- Yes, Mr. Pérez, yes - the anarchist declared -; This is the woman of the future!
931
932- And me? Dona Ermelinda argued.
933
934- You, the one from the past! This is, say, the woman for coming! Of course, no wonder I've been hearing day after day lecture on the future of society and women for coming; No wonder I have inculcated the emancipatory doc Trinas of anarchism ... no bombs!
935
936- Well, I think - said the aunt in a bad mood - that this girl is capable of throwing bombs!
937
938- And even if it were ... - Augusto insinuated.
939
940- No , not that! - said the uncle.
941
942- And what's the difference?
943
944- Don Augusto! Don Augusto!
945
946- I believe - added the aunt - that not because of what has just happened you must give in to your pretensions ...
947
948- Of course not! So it has more merit.
949
950- To the conquest, then! And you already know that you have us on your part and that you can come to this house as many times as you like, and whether Eugenia wants it or not.
951
952- But, O woman, if she has not shown that dis like the Don Augusto coming here ... We must ga! Narla a fist, friend, fist! You will already know it and you will see what it is. This is all woman, don Au taste, and you have to win a fist to fist. Did not you want to meet her?
953
954- Yes, but ...
955
956- Understood, understood. To the fight, then, my friend!
957
958- Right, right, and now goodbye!
959
960Don Fermín then called Augusto aside, to say:
961
962- I forgot to tell him that when he writes to Eugenia he does so by writing his name with a jot and not with ge, Eujenia, and of the Arch with ka: Eujenia Domingo del Arko.
963
964- And why?
965
966- Because until the happy day arrives that is peranto is the only language A single for the whole huma nity !, you must write the Castilian spelling with FONE tica. No ces! War on the ce! Za, ze, zi, zo, zu with zeta, and ka, ke, ki, ko, ku with ka. And outside the haches! The Hache is the absurd reaction, authority, age me day, retreat! War to the hache!
967
968- So you're a phonicsist too?
969
970- Also, why also?
971
972- Because of the anarchist and the Esperantist ...
973
974- Everything is one, sir, everything is one. Anarchism is perantismo, spiritualism, vegetarianism, phoneticism ... everything is one! Guard authority, war to the division of tongues, war to vile matter and death, war to the flesh, war to the ax! Goodbye!
975
976Augusto took leave and went out as Alige rado of great weight and even joyful. Never had pre course what was going on in the spirit. That way Eugenia had been introduced to her the first time they saw each other quietly and closely and that they spoke to each other, far from hurting him, turned him on more and encouraged him. The world will pa REECE largest, purest air and the sky bluer. It was as if he breathed for the first time. In the depths of his ears he sang that word of his mother: ¡cá ­ sate! Almost all the women I crossed on the street seemed pretty, many beautiful and none ugly. It would seem that for him the world was beginning to be illuminated by a new mysterious light from two great invisible stars that shone beyond the blue of the sky, behind its apparent vault. I was beginning to know the world. And without knowing how he began to think about the deep source of the vulgar confusion between the sin of the flesh and the fall of our first parents for having tasted the fruit of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil.
977
978And he meditated on Don Fermín's doctrine about the origin of knowledge.
979
980He arrived home, and when Orfeo came out to meet him, he took him in his arms, caressed him and said: "Today we start a new life, Orfeo. Do not you feel that the world is bigger, the sire is purer and the sky is blue? Ah, when you see her, Orfeo, when you meet her ...! Then you feel the with goja not be more than dog as I feel not to be more than man! And tell me, Orpheus, how can you know, if you do not sin, if your knowledge is not sin? Knowledge that is not sin is not such knowledge, it is not rational. "
981
982To serve his faithful Liduvina food was was my Rando.
983
984- What are you looking at? Augusto asked.
985
986- I think there's a move.
987
988- Where do you get that?
989
990- The gentleman has another face.
991
992- Do you think so?
993
994- Naturally. And what, what is arranged by the pianist?
995
996- Liduvina! Liduvina!
997
998- You are right, senorito; but I am so interested in your happiness!
999
1000- Who knows what that is? ...
1001
1002- It's true.
1003
1004And they both looked down, as if the secret of faith licidad were under him.
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1006 
1007
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1009
1010 
1011
1012The day after this, Eugenia was speaking in the small hovel of a porter with a young man, while the concierge had discreetly left to take the fresco at the door of the house.
1013
1014- It is necessary that this is over, Mauricio - said Eugenia -; so we can not continue, and less after what I say happened yesterday.
1015
1016- But do not you say - said the so-called Mauricio - that this suitor is a poor panoli who lives in Babia?
1017
1018- Yes, but he has money and my aunt will not leave me alone. And, really, I do not like ugly one, and tam just want they're giving me a headache.
1019
1020- Drop him!
1021
1022- Where? From my aunt and uncle's house? And if they do not want?
1023
1024- Do not listen to him.
1025
1026- Neither I do or intend to do, but I feel that the poor will give in the flower to come to visit at any time I am. It is nothing, as you understand, that I encie rre in my room and I refuse to see me without appli Tarme will engage in silent martyr.
1027
1028- Let him dedicate himself.
1029
1030- No, I can not resist beggars of any kind, and least of all those who ask for alms with their eyes. Y if you could see what looks at me!
1031
1032- Does it move you?
1033
1034- I'll be confused. And, really, why should I not say Telo ?, Yes, I am moved.
1035
1036- And you're afraid?
1037
1038- Man, do not be a fool! I do not fear anything. For me there is no more than you.
1039
1040- I already knew! - Mauricio said with conviction, and placing a hand on Eugenia's knee he left her there.
1041
1042- You must decide, Mauricio.
1043
1044- But to what, rich one, to what?
1045
1046- What should it be, man, what should it be? Let's get married at once!
1047
1048- And what are we going to live on?
1049
1050- From my work until you find it.
1051
1052- About your work?
1053
1054- Yes, the hateful music!
1055
1056- About your work? That if not!; never never never!; Everything but me live from your work! I will look for it, I will continue looking for it, and meanwhile, we will wait ...
1057
1058- We'll wait ... we'll wait ... and that's how the years will go! Eugenia cried clattering on the floor with his foot on the knee was left Mauricio des wearied his hand.
1059
1060And when he felt his hand shake, he separated her from where he was posing, but it was to throw an arm around his neck and make one of his girlfriend's earrings play between his fingers. Eugenia let him do.
1061
1062- Look, Eugenia, for fun you can put, if you want, good face to that panoli.
1063
1064- Mauricio!
1065
1066- You're right, do not get angry, rich of me! - and contracting the arm attracted Eugenia's head, I sought his lips with hers and joined them, closing my eyes, in a wet kiss, silent and long.
1067
1068- Mauricio!
1069
1070And then he kissed her in the eyes.
1071
1072- This can not go on like this, Mauricio!
1073
1074- How? But is there any better than this? Do you think we will never have a better time?
1075
1076- I tell you, Mauricio, that this can not continue like this. Tie tions to look for work. I hate music.
1077
1078The poor woman felt darkly, without realizing it, that music is eternal preparation, preparation for an advent that never arrives, eternal initiation that does not end anything. I was tired of music.
1079
1080- I'll look for work, Eugenia, I'll look for it.
1081
1082- You always say the same and we are always the same.
1083
1084- It's that you think ...
1085
1086- It's just that I know that deep down you're just a lazy guy and that it's going to be necessary for me to find work for you. Of course, as it costs men less to wait ...!
1087
1088- That you will believe ...
1089
1090- Yes, yes, I know what I'm saying. And now, I repeat, I do not want to see the eyes imploring the gift señorito Au taste like a hungry dog ...
1091
1092- What things you can think of, girlie!
1093
1094" And now," he added, getting up and pushing him away with his hand, "keep quiet and take the cool, what a good mistake it makes you!"
1095
1096- Eugenia! Eugenia! - She sighed in a dry, almost feverish voice, in your ear - if you wanted to ...
1097
1098- The one who has to learn to love is you, Mauricio. So ... to be a man! Look for work, decide soon; if not, I will work; but decide soon. In another case...
1099
1100- In another case, what?
1101
1102- Nothing! You have to end this!
1103
1104And let replicate it left the hovel la porte estuary. When crossing with the concierge he said:
1105
1106- There's your nephew, Mrs. Marta, and tell him to solve it once and for all.
1107
1108And Eugenia went out with her head high to the street, where at that moment a handlebar organ was spreading a raging polka. "Horror! Horror! Horror!" The girl told herself, and the more she left, she fled down the street.
1109
1110 
1111
1112X
1113
1114 
1115
1116Augustus needed confidences he went to Ca but to see Victor, his crony, the day after Aque lla his visit home of Eugenia and at the same time that this spurred the loving pachorra her boyfriend in by cy.
1117
1118He felt another Augustus and as if that visit and re veiling her strong woman --fluía his eyes for taleza-- would have plowed the bowels of the soul, Alum brando in them a spring hitherto hidden. I was treading harder, breathing more freely.
1119
1120"I already have an objective, a purpose in this life," he said to himself, "and that is to conquer this girl or that she conquers me. And it's the same. In love, it is the same to overcome that to be defeated. Although, no ... no! Here to be defeated is to leave me for the other. On the other, yes, because there is another here, I have no doubt. Another ?, another what? Is it that I am one? I am a suitor, an applicant, but the other ... the other one seems to me that he is not a pretender or an applicant anymore; It does not seek or solicit because it has obte nest. Of course, no more than sweet Eugenia's love. No more...?"
1121
1122A body of radiant woman of freshness, health and joy, who came to his side, interrupted the soliloquy and dragged behind him. Stood to follow, almost machinelike mind, the body that, while pursuing Soliloqui Zando:
1123
1124«And how beautiful it is! This and that, one and the other. And the other perhaps, instead of pretending and soliciting, is intended and requested; maybe it is not for me as she prayed ... But what joy is this girl !, and what gra cia greets anyone who goes there! Where there will be sa ed those eyes? They are almost like the others, like Eugenia's! What a sweetness it must be to forget about life and death in his arms! Let him brew in them as in waves of flesh! The other ...! But the other is not Eugenia's boyfriend, not the one she wants; the other is me. Yes, I am the other; I am another!"
1125
1126Upon arriving at this conclusion that he was another, the girl he followed entered a house. Augusto stood, looking at the house. And then he realized that he has Bía been following. He reconsidered that he had left to go to the Casino and set off on his way to it. And he continued:
1127
1128«But how many beautiful women there are in this world, my God! Almost all. Thank you, Lord, thank you; gratias agimus tibi propter magnam gloriam tuam! Your glory is the beauty of the woman, Lord! But what a hair, my God, what a hair! »
1129
1130It was, in fact, a glorious hair that servant maid, with his basket on his arm crossed at that time with him. And he turned after her. Stop light cía nest in those gold hair, as if they will strive for release from its twisted and spread the fresh and clear air. And under the hair a face around him are laughing.
1131
1132"I am another, I am the other," Augustus continued, following the one in the basket. but is it that there are no others? Yes, there are others for the other! But as the one, like her, as the only one, none, none! All these are but re medos of it, the one, the only, Give my sweet Eugenia! Mine? Yes; I by thought, by desire I make mine. He, the other, ie, one may reach po seerla materially; but the mysterious spiritual light of those eyes is mine, mine, mine! And do not reflect tam rather a mysterious spiritual light these golden hair? Is there only one Eugenia, or are two, one mine and another that of her boyfriend? Well, if that's the case, if there are two, let him stay with his, and with mine I'll stay. When the tris ­ Teza visit me, especially at night; when I come ga nas to mourn without knowing why, oh, how sweet it must be to cover my face, my mouth, my eyes, with these golden hair and breathe afire that through EPOS is filtered and perfume! But ..."
1133
1134He was suddenly arrested. The basket had pa rado talking with another partner. He hesitated a moment Augusto, and saying: "Bah, there are so many women Hermus ! Sas since I met Eugenia ..." he began walking, vol seeing road Casino.
1135
1136"If she insists on preferring the other, that is, on the one, I am capable of a heroic resolution, of something that has to scare the magnanimous. First of all, love me or do not love me, that mortgage can not be like that! »
1137
1138Arrancóle the soliloquy a burst of enjoyment to stop cía spring from the serenity of the sky. A couple of girls laughing with him, and her laughter was like the chirping of two straws ros in a bower of flowers. He fixed his eyes for a moment with thirst for beauty in that pair of girls, and they appeared to him as a single geminated body. They were holding braces. And he entered irate gams to stop them , catch each arm to go so, I gave in EILAS, looking at the sky, where the wind of life take them .
1139
1140«But how much beautiful woman there is since I met Eugenia! - it was said, following in that way the couple - this has become a paradise !; What eyes! What a hair! What a laugh! The one is blond and the other brown; But what is the blonde? What is the brunette? I get confused in one another! ... »
1141
1142- But, man, are you awake or asleep?
1143
1144- Hi, Victor.
1145
1146- I was waiting for you at the Casino, but since you were not coming ...
1147
1148- There he was ...
1149
1150- There? And in that direction? Are you crazy?
1151
1152- Yes, you're right; But look, I'm going to tell you the truth. I think I told you about Eugenia ...
1153
1154- About the pianist? Yes.
1155
1156- Well then; I'm madly in love with her, like a ...
1157
1158- Yes, as a lover. Follow.
1159
1160- Crazy, boy, crazy. Yesterday I saw her at home, on the pretext of visiting her uncles; I saw her...
1161
1162- And he looked at you, is not that? And you believed in God?
1163
1164- No, it's not that he looked at me, it's that he wrapped me in his gaze; and it's not that I believed in God, but that I believed myself a god.
1165
1166- Strong you, boy ...
1167
1168- And that the girl was brave! But I do not know what happened to me since then: almost all the women I see look beautiful to me, and since I left home, I still have not fallen for half an hour, I have already fallen in love with three, I say, no, of four: one, first, that it was all eyes, another later with a hair glory, and recently a couple, a blonde and a brunette, who laughed like angels. And I followed at four. What is this?
1169
1170- Well, that is, dear Augusto, that your spare of love slept inertly in the depths of your soul, without having any place to go; Eugenia arrived, the pianist, I shook and re mejió with his eyes that pond in your love slept: this he awoke, sprang from it, and as is so great is ex tends everywhere. When one like you falls in love with a woman, she falls in love with all the others.
1171
1172- Well, I thought it would be the opposite ... But, in parenthesis, look what a brunette! It's the luminous night! Well they say that black is what absorbs the most light! Do not you see what it feels light hidden under her hair, under the aza bump in his eyes? Let's follow her ...
1173
1174- As you want ...
1175
1176- Well, yes, I thought it would be the opposite; that when you really fall in love is that you concentrate your love, before scattered among all, in one, and that all others have to seem as if nothing were even worth ... But look !, look at that sunbeam ne in grura of her hair!
1177
1178- No; You'll see, I'll see if I can explain it to you. You were ena purple, unknowingly of course, women, abstrac to, not this or that; seeing Eugenia, this abstract was completed and the woman was a woman and you fell for it, and now it go without making it, almost every mu jeres, and you fall for the community, gender. You have passed since, from the abstract to the concrete and what with Creto to the generic, woman to woman and a mu jer women.
1179
1180- What a metaphysics!
1181
1182- And what is love but metaphysics?
1183
1184- Man!
1185
1186- Especially in you. Because all your falling in love is nothing but brain, or as they say, head.
1187
1188- That I believe you ... Augusto cried a little pi ed and moody, for what that was but his infatuation head had come, aching, the depths of the soul.
1189
1190- And if you hurry me a lot I tell you that you yourself are not but a pure idea, a being of fiction ...
1191
1192- Do not you think I'm capable of falling in love, like the others ...?
1193
1194- You're really in love, and believe it, but ca beza only. You think you're in love ...
1195
1196- And what is it to be in love but to believe that it is?
1197
1198- Oh, ay, ay, boy, that's more complicated than you figure! ...
1199
1200- What is known, tell me, that you are in love and not only that you think you are?
1201
1202- Look, we better leave this and talk about other things.
1203
1204When Augusto then returned home he picked her up at Orfeo and said , "Let's see, Orfeo me, what is di ference one be in love to believe it is? Is it that I am or I am not in love with Eugenia ?, Is it that when I see her, my heart does not beat in my chest and my blood turns on? Is it that I am not like other men? I have to prove to them, Orpheus, that I am as much as they are! "
1205
1206And dinnertime, facing him with Liduvina pre Gunto:
1207
1208- Say, Liduvina, how is it known that a man is really in love?
1209
1210- But what things happen to you, young man ...!
1211
1212- Come on, say, what is known?
1213
1214- Well it is known ... it is known he does and says mu chas nonsense. When a man really falls in love, he is challa, we are going to say, for a woman, he is no longer a man ...
1215
1216- Well, what is it?
1217
1218- It's ... it's ... it's ... a thing, an animal ... One makes what it wants.
1219
1220- Then, when a woman really falls in love with a man, she gets screwed, as you say, does she make what she wants from her?
1221
1222- The case is not entirely the same ...
1223
1224- How, how?
1225
1226- That's very hard to explain, senorito. But are you really in love?
1227
1228- It's what I'm trying to find out. But nonsense of the fat, have not said yet made any pa ... I pray ...
1229
1230Liduvina fell silent, and Augusto said to himself: "Am I really in love?"
1231
1232 
1233
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1235
1236 
1237
1238When he called that Augusto other day to Don Fermin and Dona Ermelinda, the maid went to the parlor di ciéndole "Now notice." He remained a moment alone and as if in a vacuum. I felt a deep opre sion chest. Ceñíale a distressing feeling so lemnidad. He sat down to raise the point and amused himself by looking at the pictures hanging on the walls, a re deal Eugenia between them. They wanted to run, to escape. Suddenly, when hearing some steps menu Two, he felt a dagger of ice pierce his chest and like a mist invade his head. The door to the room opened and Eugenia appeared. The poor man leaned on the back of an armchair. She saw him pale, blanched and stood a moment suspended in the middle of the room, and then, acer cándose him, he said curtly and low:
1239
1240- What's wrong with you, Don Augusto, does it get bad?
1241
1242- No, it's nothing; what do i know ...
1243
1244- Do you want something? Do you need something?
1245
1246- A glass of water.
1247
1248Eugenia, as one sees a handgrip, left the is tance to go herself to get the glass of water that is brought to the point. The water trembled in the glass; but trembled in the hands of Augustus, who drank it in one gulp, helter - skelter, water vertiéndosele beard, and without taking as his eyes the eyes of Eugenia.
1249
1250- If you want ella-- said, I will send you make a cup of tea or chamomile or linden ... what, has pa sado?
1251
1252- No, no, it was nothing; Thank you, Eugenia, thank you - and he wiped the water off his beard.
1253
1254- Well, now you sit --and when estuvie sitting rum Just like that, he wanted us to talk to each other alone.
1255
1256- Oh, Eugenia, Eugenia!
1257
1258- Well, things more coolly. I could never imagine that I would give him so strong, because you scared me when I entered here; He looked like a dead man.
1259
1260- And the more dead I was alive, believe me.
1261
1262- It's going to be necessary for us to explain ourselves.
1263
1264- Eugenia! Exclaimed the poor man, and extended a hand that he picked up at once.
1265
1266- It still seems to me that you are not willing to talk quietly, like good friends. Let's see! - and he took her hand to take the pulse.
1267
1268And this began to beat feverishly in poor Augustus; He turned red, his forehead burned. Eugenia's eyes disappeared from view and she saw nothing but a fog, a red mist. One moment he thought he lost consciousness.
1269
1270- Have compassion, Eugenia, have compassion on me!
1271
1272- Calm down, Don Augusto, calm down!
1273
1274- Don Augusto ... don Augusto ... don ... don ...
1275
1276- Yes, my good Don Augusto, calm down you and has blemos quietly.
1277
1278- But, let me ... - and took his right hand in his hands, that white and cold as snow, with tapering fingers, made to caress the keys of the piano, to tear off sweet arpeggios.
1279
1280- As you wish, Don Augusto.
1281
1282He brought her to his lips and covered her with kisses that barely warmed the white coldness.
1283
1284- When you finish, Don Augusto, we'll start talking.
1285
1286- But look, Eugenia, come ...
1287
1288- No, no, no, formality! --And peeling off his hand from him prosiguió--: I do not know what genre is peranzas you have done conceive my uncles, or rather my aunt, but the fact is that I think you're cheating swim.
1289
1290- How cheated?
1291
1292- Yes, they must have told her that I have a boyfriend.
1293
1294- I know.
1295
1296- Did they tell you?
1297
1298- No, nobody has told me, but I know.
1299
1300- Then ...
1301
1302- But it is, Eugenia, that I do not pretend anything, that I do not look for anything, that I do not ask for anything; It is, Eugenia, who I met tento that I let come occasionally to ba Nar my spirit in the eyes of those eyes, to get drunk in the breath of your breath ...
1303
1304- Well, Don Augusto, those are things that are read in books; let's leave that. I do not mind you come as often as he pleases, to see me and I re see, to speak with me and even ... have you seen already, even to kiss my hand, but I have a boyfriend, of whom I am in love and with whom I intend to marry.
1305
1306- But are you really in love with him?
1307
1308- What a question!
1309
1310- And what do you know about him being in love?
1311
1312- But is it that you have become crazy, Don Augusto?
1313
1314- No, no; I say it because my best friend has told me that there are many who believe they are in love without being ...
1315
1316- He said it for you, is not that?
1317
1318- Yes, he said it, so?
1319
1320- Because in the case of you maybe that's true ...
1321
1322- But do you think, is it that you believe, Eugenia, that I'm not really in love with you?
1323
1324- Do not raise your voice so much, Don Augusto, that the maid can hear you ...
1325
1326- Yes, yes - he continued exalting himself - there are those who believe me incapable of falling in love ...!
1327
1328- Dispense a moment - Eugenia interrupted, and left leaving him alone.
1329
1330He returned a short time and with the greatest calm said:
1331
1332- Well, don Augusto, have you calmed down yet?
1333
1334- Eugenia, Eugenia!
1335
1336At this moment there was a knock at the door and Eugenia said: "My uncles!" In a few moments they came into the room.
1337
1338- Wine Don Augusto to visit you , I went myself to open, wanted to leave, but I told him to go, it takes no ríais to come, and here it is!
1339
1340- They 'll come exclaimed Don Fermín-- times when social conventions dissipate all! I am with expired that fences and walls of the properties deprives das are nothing more than an incentive for those who call the drones, when thieves are others owners. There is no property more secure than the one without fences or walls, within the reach of everyone. Man is born good, he is naturally good; society maleates and perverts ...
1341
1342- Shut up, man exclaimed Dona Ermelinda--, do not let me hear you sing the canary! Do not you hear him, Don Augusto? It's a delight to hear him! And when she started to learn her piano lessons, I had to hear a canary that I had then: she got excited, and the more she gave to the keys, the more he sang and the more he sang. Like he died of that, busted ...
1343
1344- Even pets take our vices! - added the uncle. Even the animals that live with us have been torn from the holy state of nature! Oh, humanity, humanity!
1345
1346- And have you had to wait a long, don Au gusto? - the aunt asked.
1347
1348- Oh, no, ma'am, no, nothing, nothing, a moment, a re lámpago ... at least I thought so ...
1349
1350- Ah, come on!
1351
1352- Yes, aunt, very little time, but enough to have recovered from a slight indisposition that brought from the street ...
1353
1354- How?
1355
1356- Oh, it was nothing, ma'am, nothing ...
1357
1358- Now I leave you, I have to do - Eugenia said, and giving the hand to Augusto left.
1359
1360- And what, how's that going? - the aunt asked Augusto, so Eugenia had left.
1361
1362- And what is that?
1363
1364- The conquest, of course!
1365
1366- Bad, very bad! She told me she has a boyfriend and that she has to marry him.
1367
1368- Did not I tell you, Ermelinda, I did not tell you?
1369
1370- Well, no, no and no! It can not be. That boyfriend is crazy, Don Augusto, crazy!
1371
1372- But, ma'am, what if she's in love with him ...?
1373
1374- That's what I say, exclaimed the uncle, that's what I say. The li dom, the holy liberty, freedom of choice!
1375
1376- Well no, no and no! Does that little girl know what she does ...? Despise you, Don Augusto, to you! That can not be!
1377
1378- But, ma'am, reflect, look ... you can not, you should not violate the will of a young woman like Eugenia ... It's about your happiness, and we should not worry about anything but her, and even sacrifice ourselves for to get it ...
1379
1380- You, don Augusto, you?
1381
1382- Me, yes, me, lady! I'm willing to sacrifice myself for the happiness of Eugenia, her niece, because my Feli Cidad is that she is happy!
1383
1384- Bravo! - exclaimed the uncle - bravo! Bravo! Here is a hero! Here is an anarchist ... mystic!
1385
1386- Anarchist? - Augusto said.
1387
1388- Anarchist, yes. Because my anarchism consists of that, in that precisely, in which each one sacrifices himself for the others, in which one is happy making others happy, in which ...
1389
1390- Well , you get good, Fermin, when one day which wants it does not serve the soup but 0:10!
1391
1392- Well, you already know, Ermelinda, that my Anar quismo is theoretical ... I strive to reach the perfec tion, but ...
1393
1394- And happiness is theoretical too! Au cried like ruefully as who talks to himself, and then--: I have decided to sacrifice the happiness of Eugenia and I thought of a heroic act.
1395
1396- What?
1397
1398- You did not tell me once, ma'am, that the house that Eugenia left her unfortunate father ...
1399
1400- Yes, my poor brother.
1401
1402- ... is it encumbered with a mortgage that takes all your income?
1403
1404- Yes, sir.
1405
1406- Well then; I know what I have to do! - and went to the door.
1407
1408- But, Don Augusto ...
1409
1410- Augusto feels capable of the most heroic Deter minaciones of the greatest sacrifices. And now sa Brá if you are in love nothing but what is also head or heart, if he believes to be in love without being so. Eugenia, gentlemen, has awakened me to life, true life, and her whomsoever it, I owe gra eternal titud. And now, goodbye!
1411
1412And it came out solemnly. And as soon as it was out, Dona Ermelinda shouted: "Chiquilla!
1413
1414 
1415
1416XII
1417
1418 
1419
1420- Señorito - he entered a day later to say to Augusto Liduvina -, there is the ironing.
1421
1422- The ironing one? Oh, yes, what happens!
1423
1424The girl came in carrying the basket of the ironing of Augustus. They remained looking at each other, and she, the poor woman, felt her face go on, because nothing like it happened to her in that house as many times as she entered there. It looked as if the gentleman before and had seen her if you like, what she, who believed know, habíala had restless and even sulky. Not to notice her! Do not look at it as other men looked at it! Do not devour it with your eyes, or rather lick it with hers and your mouth and face all!
1425
1426- What's the matter, Rosario, because I think you're called like that, right?
1427
1428- Yes, that's my name.
1429
1430- And what's wrong with you?
1431
1432- Why, Mr. Augusto?
1433
1434- I've never seen you get so red. And you also look like another.
1435
1436- The one that seems to me to be another is you ...
1437
1438- It could be ... it could be .. But come, come closer.
1439
1440- Come on, stop joking and let's go!
1441
1442- Jokes? But do you think it's a joke? He said in a more serious voice. Get closer, well, look good.
1443
1444- But has not he seen me other times?
1445
1446- Yes, but until now I had not realized that you were as pretty as you are ...
1447
1448- Come on, come on, señorito, do not make fun ... - and his face burned.
1449
1450- And now, with those colors, maybe the sun ...
1451
1452- Come on ...
1453
1454- Come here, come. You will say that young Augustus has gone mad, is not it? No, it's not that, no! It is that it has been until now, or rather, is that I have been so far foolish, foolish at all, lost in a fog, blind ... It is only a very short time that my eyes have opened . You see, as many times as you have entered this house and I have looked at you and I have not seen you. It is, Rosario, as if he had not lived, the same as if I had not lived ... I was stupid, stupid ... But what is it, Chiqui lla, what 's wrong?
1455
1456Rosario, who had had to sit on a chair, hid her face in her hands and burst into tears. Augusto rose, closed the door, returned to the lass, and putting a hand on his shoulder he said with his voice hú meda and hotter, very low:
1457
1458- But what's the matter, little girl, what's that?
1459
1460- That with those things you make me mourn, Don Au taste ...
1461
1462- Angel of God!
1463
1464- Do not say those things, Don Augusto.
1465
1466- How do not you tell them! Yes, I lived blind, stupid, as if I did not live, until a woman arrived, you know, another, and opened my eyes and I saw the world, and above all I learned to see you, women. ..
1467
1468- And that woman ... would be some bad woman ...
1469
1470- Bad? You say bad? You know what you're saying, Rosario, do you know what you're saying? Do you know what it is to be bad? What is being bad? No, no, no, that woman is, like you, an angel; but that woman does not love me ... will not ... do not want me to say it ... --and his voice broke and he tarnishes rum into tears eyes.
1471
1472- Poor Don Augusto!
1473
1474- Yes, you said it, Rosario, you said it! Poor Don Augusto! But look, Rosario, takes the gift and say: po bre Augusto! Come on, say: poor Augusto!
1475
1476- But, mister ...
1477
1478- Come on, say it: poor Augusto!
1479
1480- If you insist ... poor Augusto!
1481
1482Augusto sat down.
1483
1484- Come here! - she said.
1485
1486She rose as if moved by a spring, like a hypnotic suggestion, with longing breath. Co ­ GIOLA him, he sat on her knees, pressed tightly to his chest, and with his cheek pressed against meji lla girl, casting fire broke out saying:
1487
1488- Oh, Rosario, Rosario, I do not know what's happening to me, I do not know what's wrong with me! That woman you say is bad, without knowing her, has blinded me by giving me sight. I did not live, and now I live; but now that I live is when I feel what it is to die. I have to defend myself against that woman, I have to defend myself against her gaze. Will you help me, Rosario, will you help me defend her?
1489
1490A yes! very tenuísimo, with whisper that seemed to come from another world, touched the ear of Augusto.
1491
1492- I do not know what happens to me anymore, Rosario, nor what I say, nor what I do, nor what I think; I do not know whether or not I'm in love with that woman, with that woman you call bad ...
1493
1494- It's me, Don Augusto ...
1495
1496- Augusto, Augusto ...
1497
1498- It's me, Augusto ...
1499
1500- Well, shut up, enough - and he closed his eyes -, do not say anything, let me talk alone, with myself. That's how I've lived since my mother died, with myself, nothing but me; that is, asleep. And I have not known what it is to sleep together, sleep two the same dream. Sleep together! Not to be together sleeping each one his dream, no !, but to sleep together, to sleep together the same dream! What if you and I slept, Rosario, the same dream?
1501
1502- And that woman ... - the poor girl began, trembling in the arms of Augusto and with tears in the voice.
1503
1504- That woman, Rosario does not want me ... will not ... will not ... But she has taught me that there are other women, for her I learned that there are other women ... and guna can love me ... Will you love me, Rosario, tell me, will you love me? - and pressed her like crazy against his chest.
1505
1506- I think so ... I'll love him ...
1507
1508- That I will love you, Rosario, that I will love you!
1509
1510- That I will love you ...
1511
1512- So, like that, Rosario, like that! Hey!
1513
1514At that moment the door opened, appeared Lidu vina, and exclaiming ah !, then closed. Augusto was troubled more than Rosario, which, standing Ene mately feet, patted her hair, body jerked and haltingly said:
1515
1516- Well, señorito, do we do the account?
1517
1518- Yes, you're right. But you'll come back, uh, you'll come back.
1519
1520- Yes, I'll be back.
1521
1522- And you forgive me everything? Do you forgive me?
1523
1524- Forgive him ... what?
1525
1526- This, this ... It's been crazy. Can you forgive me?
1527
1528- I have nothing to forgive you, senorito. And what you should do is not think about that woman.
1529
1530- And you, will you think of me?
1531
1532- Oh, I have to go.
1533
1534They fixed the account and Rosario left. And hardly been Bía been entered Liduvina:
1535
1536- Did not you ask me the other day, young man, what is known if a man is in love or not?
1537
1538- Indeed.
1539
1540- And I told him what he does or says nonsense. Well, now I can assure you that you are in love.
1541
1542- But whose? Rosario?
1543
1544- Rosario ...? Who! Of the other one!
1545
1546- And where do you get that, Liduvina?
1547
1548- Bah! You have been saying and doing to this what you could not say or do to the other.
1549
1550- But do you believe ...?
1551
1552- No, no, I guess it has not already happened to May res; but...
1553
1554- Liduvina, Liduvina! - As you wish, señorito.
1555
1556The poor man went to bed, burning his head. And when he lay down on the bed, at whose feet Orpheus slept , he said to himself: "Oh, Orpheus, Orpheus, this of sleeping alone, alone, alone, sleeping a single dream! The dream of one is the illusion, the appearance; the dream of two is already the truth, the reality. What is the real world but the dream that we all dream, the common dream? »
1557
1558And he fell into the dream.
1559
1560 
1561
1562XIII
1563
1564 
1565
1566A few days after this morning went into a Liduvina Augusto's room saying that a pre Miss body asked for it.
1567
1568- A young lady?
1569
1570- Yes, she, the pianist.
1571
1572- Eugenia?
1573
1574- Eugenia, yes. You are definitely not the only one who has gone mad.
1575
1576Poor Augustus began to tremble. And it was that he felt guilty. He got up, washed in a hurry, dressed and was ready for everything.
1577
1578" I know, Mr. Don Augusto," Eugenia said solemnly as soon as she saw him, "that you have bought my debt to my creditor, that you have the mortgage on my house.
1579
1580- I do not deny it.
1581
1582- And with what right did he do that?
1583
1584- Right, Miss every citizen to buy what seems good to him and his owner wants to see derlo.
1585
1586- I do not want to say that, but why did you buy it?
1587
1588- Well, because it hurt me to see her depend on a man whom you may be indifferent to and who I suspect is nothing more than a heartless trafficker.
1589
1590- That is, you claim that I depend on us ted, since I am not indifferent ...
1591
1592- Oh, that never, never, ever! Never, Eugenia, never! I do not want you to depend on me. You offend me only with supposing it. You will see - and leaving her alone left agitated.
1593
1594He returned a little while later bringing some papers.
1595
1596- Here, Eugenia, the documents that prove your debt. Take them and make them what they want.
1597
1598- How?
1599
1600- Yes, I give up everything. For that I bought it.
1601
1602- I knew it, and that's why I told him that you do not intend to make it depend on you. He wants to link me with gratitude. You want to buy me!
1603
1604- Eugenia! Eugenia!
1605
1606- Yes, you want to buy, do you com prarme; You want to buy ... not my love, that is not bought, but my body!
1607
1608- Eugenia! Eugenia!
1609
1610- This is, although you do not believe it, an infamy, nothing more than an infamy.
1611
1612- Eugenia, by God, Eugenia!
1613
1614- Do not come near me anymore, I do not answer from me!
1615
1616- Well, yes, I approach. Hit me, Eugenia, pé game; insult me, spit on me, do with me what you want!
1617
1618- You do not deserve anything - and Eugenia got up -; I'm leaving, but concede that I do not accept your alms or your offer! I will work more than ever; I will make my work not seen, soon my husband, and live. And as for that, stay with my house.
1619
1620- But if I do not mind, Eugenia, that you marry that boyfriend who says!
1621
1622- How? How? Let's see?
1623
1624- If I have not done this for you, bound by gratitude, go to take a husband ... If I give up my own happiness, rather, if my happiness! Consists in that you are happy and nothing more, in that you are happy with the husband who freely chooses! ...
1625
1626- Oh, already, I fall; you reserve the role I Roica victim, a martyr! Stay with the house, I say. I give it to her.
1627
1628- But, Eugenia, Eugenia ...
1629
1630- Enough!
1631
1632And without looking at him, those two eyes of fire disap recieron.
1633
1634Augusto a moment he lay beside himself, unaware that there was, and when the fog shook with fusion wrapped him took his hat and took to the streets, to err on the adventure. As he passed by a church, San Martin, he entered it, almost without realizing what he was doing. He did not see when he entered but the faint glow of the lamp that burned in front of the altar. It seemed respi rar darkness, the smell of old age, perfumed tradition in cienso at home to centuries, and walk almost groping went to sit on a bench. He let himself fall in more than he sat down. He felt tired, mortally tired and as if all that darkness, all that old age that he breathed pe ­ sasen over the heart. From a whisper that seemed to come from far away, from far away, a cough emerged from time to time. He remembered his mother.
1635
1636He closed his eyes and dreamed again that sweet home and you bia, in which the light coming through among white flowers bor given in the curtains. He went to see his mother coming and saw ning noiselessly, always in black, with that smile that was put of tears. And he reviewed his whole son's video, when he was part of his mother and lived under his protection, and that slow, grave, sweet to painless death of the poor lady, when he left like an eve peregrine that starts the flight without noise. Then he remembered the meeting or resounded Orfeo, and soon found himself plunged into a state of mind in passing before him in film matógrafo, the strangest visions.
1637
1638Beside him a man was whispering prayers. The man was VANTO to leave and he followed. On leaving the church the man wet his index and middle fingers of his dies tra in aguabenditera and offered holy water to Augustus, then he crossed himself. They found themselves at the gate.
1639
1640- Don Avito! ---- Augusto exclaimed.
1641
1642- The same one, Augustito, the same one!
1643
1644- But you here?
1645
1646- Yes, I'm here; teaches life a lot, and death more; they teach more, much more than science.
1647
1648- But what about the genius candidate?
1649
1650Don Avito Carrascal told him the sad story of his son . And he concluded by saying: "You see, Augustito, how I came to this ..."
1651
1652Augusto was silent looking at the ground. They were by Ala meda.
1653
1654- Yes, Augusto, yes - continued Don Avito -; Life is the only teacher of life; there is no pedagogy worth. You only learn to live by living, and every man has to start learning life again ...
1655
1656- And the work of the generations, Don Avito, the legacy of the centuries?
1657
1658- There are only two legacies: the one of illusions and the one of disappointments, and both are only found where we are recently: in the temple. Surely it took you there or a great illusion or a great disappointment.
1659
1660- The two things.
1661
1662- Yes, both things, yes. Because the illusion, hope begets disappointment, memory, and disappointment, the re sane, turn begets hope, hope. Science is reality, it is present, dear Augustus, and I can no longer live in anything present. Since my poor Apolodoro, my --and the victim saying this he wept her voice, died, ie killed, no longer present posi ble, no science or reality that worth to me; I can not live except by reminding him or waiting for him. And I've gone to the home of all illusions and all desen Gyears: the church!
1663
1664- So, now do you believe?
1665
1666- What do I know ...!
1667
1668- But do not you think?
1669
1670- I do not know if I believe or do not believe; I know that I pray. And I do not know exactly what I pray. We are a few that we REU evening we define there to pray the rosary. I do not know who they are, and they know me, but we feel solidarity, in close co munion with each other. And now I think the humani ty damn lack that make geniuses.
1671
1672- And his wife, Don Avito?
1673
1674- Oh, my wife! Exclaimed Carrascal, and a tear that had looked him eye irradiarle seemed light in terna--. My wife! I have discovered it! Even my tre menda Unfortunately I have not known what was in it. I have only penetrated into the mystery of life when in the terrible chests that happened to the suicide of my Apollodorus reclined my head in the lap of her, of the mother, and cried, cried, cried. And she, gently passing my hand over my head, said to me: "Poor son of mine! Poor me!" Never, never has she been more a mother than now. I never believed in making her mother, and how?, Just to give me the raw material of genius ... I never believed in making her a mother who would need it for me one day. Because I did not know my mother, Augustus, I did not know her; I had no mother, did not know what it is you nerla until losing my wife , my son and his mother has felt mine. You met your mother, Augusto, the excellent Dona Soledad; If not, I would advise you to get married.
1675
1676- I met her, Don Avito, but I lost it , and there in the igle sia, was remembering ...
1677
1678- Well, if you want to have it again, marry, Augusto, marry!
1679
1680- No, not that one, that one, I will not have it again
1681
1682- It's true, but marry!
1683
1684- And how? She added with a forced Augusto are laughing and remembering what he had heard from one of the doctri end of Don Avito-- how ?, deductively or inductively mind?
1685
1686- Let go of those things now; God, Augusto, do not remind me of tragedies! But ... Anyway, if I have to follow the humor, marry intuitively!
1687
1688- What if the woman I love does not love me?
1689
1690- Marry the woman who loves you, even if you do not want it. It is better to marry so that one conquers love than to conquer it. Find one that loves you.
1691
1692Through the mind of Augusto, the image of the girl from the ironer passed in a very rapid vision. Because I had I cho the illusion that this poor girl was in love with him.
1693
1694When Augustus was fired after Don Avito diri Giose the Casino. He wanted to clear the fog from his head and his heart by playing a game of chess with Victor.
1695
1696 
1697
1698XIV
1699
1700 
1701
1702Augusto noticed that something unusual happened to his friend Víctor; I did not get any moves, I was complacent and silent.
1703
1704- Victor, something's wrong ...
1705
1706- Yes, man, yes; A serious thing happens to me. And ne cesito relief, let out; the night is her Mosa; I will tell you.
1707
1708Victor, although the closest friend of Augustus, lle you vaba five or six years old and for more than twelve is taba married, because he married a very young age , as a duty of conscience, they said. I did not have children.
1709
1710When they were on the street, Victor began:
1711
1712- You know, Augusto, I had to marry very jo see ...
1713
1714- What did you have to marry?
1715
1716- Yes, come on , do not play the new, that Murmu ration reaches everyone. We were married by our parents, mine and Elena's, when we were little kids. And marriage was for us a game. We played husband and wife. But that was a false alarm ...
1717
1718- What was a false alarm?
1719
1720- Well, that's because they married us. Pudgishness of our parents. They found out about our slip, which had its little bit of scandal, and without waiting to see what consequences it had, or if it did, they married us.
1721
1722- They did well.
1723
1724- I will not say so much. But the fact was that neither had conse quences that slip nor were the subsequent missteps after marriage.
1725
1726- You slip?
1727
1728- Yes, in our case they were nothing but slips. We des lizábamos. I already told you that we played husband and wife ...
1729
1730- Man!
1731
1732- No, do not be too malicious. We were and still so young we But what less pen We knew it was a home form. We were two children who lived together doing what is called marital life. But he spent the year came when he did not get the result we begin to nose, to look at us a little askance at incri undermine us each other in silence. I did not agree not to be a father. He was a man already had over twenty years , and frankly, that that I was less than others, me us that any barbarian who just nine months they were married, or before, has her first child this ... I did not resign myself.
1733
1734- But, man, what fault ...?
1735
1736- And, it is clear, even without telling her, blamed her and said to me, 'This woman is infertile and puts you fool. "And she, meanwhile, I had no doubt I cul PABA to me, and I even supposed, what do I know ...
1737
1738- What?
1739
1740- Nothing, when a year goes by and another and another and ma trimonium no children, she gives into thinking that the fault of the husband and that is because it was not healthy to Marriage Crisis child, because it took any ailment .. The fact is that we felt enemies of each other; that the devil had gotten us into the house. And at last the demon exploded and the mutual remonstrances arrived and that of "you do not serve" and "who does not serve are you" and everything else.
1741
1742- Would that be why there was a season, two or three years after getting married, that you were so bad, so worried, neurasthenic ?, when did you have to go alone to that sanitarium?
1743
1744- No, it was not that ... it was worse.
1745
1746There was a silence. Victor looked at the ground.
1747
1748- Well, well, save it; I do not want to break your will crete.
1749
1750- Well, I'll tell you! which was exacerbated by Aque you llas quarrels with my poor wife, I got ima ginarme that the issue depended not on the intensity of whatever, but the number, you understand me?
1751
1752- Yes, I think I understand you ...
1753
1754- And I decided to devote myself to eat as a barbarian what I thought was more substantial and nutritious and well seasoned with all kinds of spices, especially those that go through more aphrodisiacs, and to frequent as much as possible my wife. And of course...
1755
1756- You got sick.
1757
1758- Natural! And if I do not come on time and entered ra zon mess me to another world. But I am cured of that in bos senses, I turned to my wife and we calmed down and resigned mos. And little by little he returned to reign at home no longer peace, but until happiness. At the beginning of this new life, after four or five years of marriage, we regretted our solitude once in a while, but very soon we not only consoled ourselves, but we got used to it. And we end up not only for not missing the children, but even for feeling sorry for those who have them. We got used to each other, we made each other's custom. You do not pue des understand this ...
1759
1760- No, I do not understand.
1761
1762- Well then; I made a habit of my wife and Elena became a habit of mine. Everything was moderate mind regularized in our house, everything, like meals. At twelve o'clock, or minute and my Nuto least the soup on the table, and thereby, eating mos every day almost the same things in the same or den and in the same amount. I abhor the change and Elena hates it. In my house the relay lives.
1763
1764- Come on, yes, this reminds me what our friend Luis says of the Romera couple, who usually say they are husband and wife bachelor.
1765
1766- In fact, because there are no more solterón solterón and re calcitrante the married without children. Once, to make up for the lack of children, that in the end, the feeling of fatherhood, and even less of motherhood in it, had not died in me, we adopted, or if we want to forbid, a dog; but to see him one day die before our eyes, because he went through a bone in the throat, and see those eyes hú medos that seemed to beg us life, we entered a shame and horror as we did not want more dogs or anything alive. And we are content with dolls, some large pe Ponas, which are those that have seen at home, and Elena saw my naked.
1767
1768- Those will not die.
1769
1770- Indeed. And everything was fine and we contenti Simos. I am not disturbed by the dream of child cries, nor did I have to worry about whether it will be male or female and what I have to do with him or her ... And, besides, I have always had my wife at my disposal, comfortably, without hindrances. pregnancies or lactations; in short, a charm of life!
1771
1772- Do you know that that little or nothing differs ...?
1773
1774- What? Of an illegal arrimo? I think so. A ma trimonium without children can become a spe cie of legal concubinage, very well organized, very hygienic con single, relatively chaste, but at last, you said! Husband and wife bachelors, but bachelors, in effect. And so have these more than eleven years gone by, they go for twelve ... But now ... do you know what happens to me?
1775
1776- Man, how should I know?
1777
1778- But do not you know what's wrong with me?
1779
1780- As it is not that you have left your wife pregnant ...
1781
1782- That, man, that. Imagine what a disgrace!
1783
1784- Misfortune? Well, you did not want it that much ...?
1785
1786- Yes, at the beginning, the first two or three years, little more. But now, now ... The devil has returned home, dissensions have returned. And now, as in the past, each one of us blamed the other for the sterility of the bond, now each one blames the other for what comes to us. And we started calling him ... no, I'm not telling you ...
1787
1788- Well, do not tell me if you do not want to.
1789
1790- We started calling him the intruder! And I dreamed that we were dying one morning with a bone pierced in the throat ...
1791
1792- What outrage!
1793
1794- Yes, you're right, a lot. And goodbye regulari dad, comfort goodbye, goodbye customs! Still yesterday Elena was vomiting; It seems to be one of the moles tias attached to the state they call ... Interesting! Intere sante! Interesting! What an interest! Of vomit! Have you seen anything more indecorous, nothing more filthy?
1795
1796- But she will be very happy to feel herself a mother?
1797
1798- She? Like me! This is a bad move from the Pro clairvoyance, of Nature or whoever, a mockery. If it had come ... the baby or baby, whatever it was ... if it had come when, innocent lovebirds full, more than parental love, vanity, we expected; if he had seen the nest when we thought that not having children was less than others; If he had come then, holy and very good! But now, now? I tell you, this is a mockery. If it was not for...
1799
1800- What man, what?
1801
1802- I gave it to you, to make Orfeo company .
1803
1804- Man, calm down, and do not say nonsense ...
1805
1806- You're right, shot. Excuse me. But is it okay, after nearly twelve years, when we went so ri cally, when we were cured of the ridiculous vani ty of the newlyweds, come to us this? It is clear, Vivia we so calm, so confident, so confident ...!
1807
1808- Man, man!
1809
1810- You're right, yes, you're right. And the most terrible thing is, they do not figures ?, my poor Elena can not defend themselves ridiculous sentiment that assails. It feels ridiculous!
1811
1812- Well, I do not see ...
1813
1814- No, I do not see it either, but that's the way it is; It feels ridiculous. And he does such things that I fear for the ... intruder ... or intruder.
1815
1816- Man! - Augusto exclaimed, alarmed.
1817
1818- No, no, Augusto, no, no! We have not lost sen moral Tido, a mother. And it will be good ma dre, I do not doubt that, very good mother. But such is the feeling of ridicule in her, that to hide her condition, to cover up her pregnancy, I believe her capable of things that ... Anyway, I do not want to think about it. For the first time, he has not left home for a week; she says that she is embarrassed, that she thinks that they are going to stay and watch her in the street. And it already speaks of us leaving, that if she has to go out to take the air and the sun when she is already in greater months, she does not have to do it where there are people who know her and who may go to congratulate her for it.
1819
1820The two friends were silent for a while, and after the brief silence sealed the story, Victor said:
1821
1822- So go, Augusto, go and marry, so that something like that may happen to you; go and marry the pianist!
1823
1824- And who knows ...! - said Augusto as if talking to himself - who knows ...! Perhaps marrying vol I'll see you have a mother ...
1825
1826- Mother, yes - Victor added - of your children! If you have them...
1827
1828- And my mother! Perhaps now, Victor, you begin to have a mother in your wife, a mother of yours.
1829
1830- What I'm going to start now is to lose nights ...
1831
1832- Or to win them, Victor, or to win them.
1833
1834- Anyway, I do not know what happens to me, nor what happens to us. And I think I would resign myself because of myself; but my Elena, my poor Elena ... Poor thing!
1835
1836- See? You already begin to pity her.
1837
1838- Finally, Augusto, let him think long before ca sarte!
1839
1840And they separated.
1841
1842Augusto came into his house full head of what has heard Don Avito and Victor Bia.
1843
1844When he came into the house by jumping to greet Or ugly, she caught him, tempted him well gullet and squeezing her breast he said, "Beware of bones, Orfeo , much cui dadito with them, huh? I do not want you to get caught up with one; I do not want to see you die in my eyes begging for life. You see, Orfeo, Don Avito, the pedagogue, has converted to the religion of his grandparents ... it's the inheritance! And Victor does not resign himself to being a father. Consoles that have no per dido his son and this is not going to have him comfort. and what eyes , Orpheus, what eyes! How they flaunted him when he said: "You want to buy me! You want to buy not my love, that you do not buy, but my body! What dese my house! "I Buy your body ... your body ...! If I have more than mine, Orpheus, I have mine! What I need is soul, soul, soul. And a soul of fire, like the one that radiates from her eyes , from Eugenia. Your body ... your body ... yes, your body is magnificent, splendid, di wine; but it is that his body is soul, pure soul, all of his life, all of it significance, all of him idea! I have my body, Orfeo , my body is too big because I lack a soul. Or is it not rather that I lack a soul because I have a body? I touch my body, Orpheus, I feel it, I see it, but the soul? Where is my soul? Is it that I have it? Resollar felt only a little when I embraced here, on my knees, Rosario, poor Rosa river; when she cried and I cried. Those tears could not leave my body; they came from my soul. The soul is a spring that only reveals itself in tears. Until you really cry, you do not know if you have a soul or not. And now will we sleep, Orfeo , if they let us. "
1845
1846 
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1849
1850 
1851
1852- But what have you done, girl? Dona Ermelinda asked her niece.
1853
1854- What have I done? What you, if you have to see Guenza, would have done in my case; I'm sure of it. Wanting to buy me !, want to buy from me!
1855
1856- Look, girl, it 's always much better than Quie ran to buy one that is not wanting to sell, do not hesitate.
1857
1858- Wanting to buy me !, want to buy from me!
1859
1860- But if it's not that, Eugenia, if it's not that. He has done it out of generosity, heroism ...
1861
1862- I do not want heroes. That is, those who seek to be it. When heroism comes by itself, naturally, good! but by calculation? Just wanted to buy !, wanting com prarme me, me! I tell you, aunt, that you will pay for it. He has to pay me that ...
1863
1864- That ... what? Come on, finish!
1865
1866- That ... panoli bland. And for me or not exis tiera. It does not exist!
1867
1868- But what nonsense are you saying ...
1869
1870- Do you believe that aunt, that uncle ...?
1871
1872- Who, Fermín?
1873
1874- No, that ... that of the canary, do you have something inside?
1875
1876- It will have at least its entrails ...
1877
1878- But do you think you have guts? Who! If it's hollow, as if I saw it, hollow!
1879
1880- But come here, girl, let 's talk coolly and gave no gas or do anything stupid. Forget it. I think you should accept ...
1881
1882- But if I do not love him, aunt ...
1883
1884- And you, what do you know what it is to love? You lack expe rience. You will know what a fusa or an eighth note is, but what it is to want ...
1885
1886- It seems to me, aunt, that you are talking to talk ...
1887
1888- What do you know what it is to love, girl?
1889
1890- But if I want another ...
1891
1892- To another? To that gandul from Mauritius, whose soul wanders through his body? Is that what you call wanting? Is that what you call another? Augusto is your only salvation and Au taste. So fine, so rich, so good ...!
1893
1894- Well that's why I do not love him, because he's as good as you say ... I do not like good men.
1895
1896- Neither me, daughter, nor me, but ...
1897
1898- But what?
1899
1900- That you have to marry them. That's why they were born and they're good, for husbands.
1901
1902- But if I do not love him, how can I marry him?
1903
1904- How? Marrying you! Did not I marry your uncle ...?
1905
1906- But, aunt ...
1907
1908- Yes, now I think so, I think so; But when I got married, I do not know if I loved him. Look, that love is a thing of books, something that has been invented no more than to talk and write about it. Nonsense of poets. The positive is marriage. The Civil Code does not speak of love and yes of marriage. All that love is nothing more than Multiple music ...
1909
1910- Music?
1911
1912- Music, yes. And you know that music barely serves but to live to teach it, and that if you do not take advantage of an occasion like this that is presented to you, it will take you long to leave your purgatory ...
1913
1914- And what? Do I ask you something? Did not my life win for me? Am I burdensome?
1915
1916- Do not get sultry like that, polvorilla, or say those things, because we're going to fight really. Nobody talks to you about that. And everything I tell you and advise is for your own good.
1917
1918- Yes, for my sake ... for my sake ... For my sake Mr. Don Augusto Pérez has done that mania, for my sake ... One man, yes, one man! Com Quererme RALPs ...! Wanting to buy me ... me! A man, what is said, a man ... a man thing! The hom bres, aunt, I'm watching, are a rude, some bru cough, lack finesse. They do not know how to do a favor without offending ..
1919
1920- Everyone?
1921
1922- Everyone, yes everyone! Those who are really men are understood.
1923
1924- Ah!
1925
1926- Yes, because the others, those who are not rude and gross and selfish, are not men.
1927
1928- Well, what are they?
1929
1930- What do I know ... queers!
1931
1932- Go some theories, girlie!
1933
1934- In this house you have to get infected.
1935
1936- But you have never heard that from your uncle.
1937
1938- No, I happened to me watching the hom Bres.
1939
1940- Also your uncle?
1941
1942- My uncle is not a man ... of those.
1943
1944- Then he's a fag, huh? A fag. Let's talk!
1945
1946- No, no, no, either. My uncle is ... come on ... my uncle ... I do not get used to anything like that ... let's go ... flesh and blood.
1947
1948- Well, what do you think of your uncle?
1949
1950- That it's just ... I do not know how to say it ... it's just my uncle. Come on, just as if it did not really exist.
1951
1952- You 'll believe that, girl. But I tell you that your uncle exists, if he exists!
1953
1954- Gross, all gross, all gross. Do not you know what that barbarian of Martin Rubio said to poor Don Emeterio a few days after this widower stayed?
1955
1956- I have not heard it, I think.
1957
1958- Well, you will see; It was when that epidemic, you know. Everyone was alarmed, I was not allowed to leave the house in a portion of days and I even drank the boiled water. Everyone was running away from each other, and if you saw someone in a recent mourning it was as if he were plagued. As well; five or six days has ber enviudado poor Don Emeterio had to leave home, mourning course, and found himself face to face with that barbarian Martin. This saw him in sackcloth, man was at a safe distance from him, as if fearing contagion, and said , "But, man, what's that ?, some misfortune in your house?" "Yes --le answered poor Don Eme ­ terio--, I just lost my poor woman .. »« Pity! And how, how was that? "" Of superpart, "Don Emeterio said. "Ah, thank goodness!" Martin's barbarian replied, and then he went over to shake his hand. Major chivalry will have been seen ...! A man! I tell you that they are brutes, nothing but brutes.
1959
1960- And it better be a gross not a hol gazanes, for example, that zanguango Mauri cio, you have, I do not know why ... By slurping the brain according to my reports, and are good ink, I assure you , damned if very bausán is of ENAMO really rado you ...
1961
1962- But I am from him and that's enough!
1963
1964- And do you think that ... your boyfriend I mean ... is he really a man? If he were a man, he would have sought out and worked long ago.
1965
1966- Well, if he's not a man, I want to make him such. It is to see dad has the defect that you say, aunt, but perhaps that's why what I want. And now, after Don Augusto hombrada ... buy me love me, me! ... des because of that I am determined to stick my all out marrying Mauritius.
1967
1968- And what are you going to live on, miserable?
1969
1970- What I win! I will work, and more than now. I will accept lessons that I have rejected. Just like that, I have already renounced that house, I have given it to Don Augusto. It was a whim, nothing more than a whim. It's the house where I was born. And now, free from that nightmare of the house and its mortgage, I will work harder. And Mauricio, seeing me working for both of them, will have no choice but to look for work and work for him. I mean, if he's embarrassed ...
1971
1972- What if he does not have it?
1973
1974- Well if you do not have it ... it will depend on me!
1975
1976- Yes, the pianist's husband!
1977
1978- And even if it is so. It will be mine, mine, and the more it depends on me, the more mine.
1979
1980- Yes, yours ... but how can a dog be? And that is called buying a man.
1981
1982- he Did not want a man with capital com prarme? Well, how strange is it that I, a woman, want, with my work, to buy a man?
1983
1984- All this that you are saying, girlie, is very similar to what your uncle calls feminism.
1985
1986- I do not know, nor do I care to know. But I tell you, aunt, that the man who can buy me is not yet born. Me? Me? Buy me?
1987
1988At this point in the conversation the maid came in to announce that Don Augusto was waiting for the lady.
1989
1990- Him? Go away! I do not want to see him. Tell him I've already told him my last word.
1991
1992- Reflect a little, little girl, calm down; Do not take it like that. You have not been able to interpret Don Augusto's intentions.
1993
1994When Augustus found himself Dona Ermelinda em it Pezo to give his excuses. It was, he said, deep mind affected; Eugenia had not known how to interpret his true intentions. He, meanwhile, had formally canceled the mortgage of the house and this appeared legal mind free of such a burden and power of its owner. And if she persisted in not receiving the rents, he, on the other hand, could not do it either; so that would be lost without benefit to anyone, or rather, I'd go to positándose on behalf of its owner. In addition, he renun CIABA her claim to the hand of Eugenia and only ­ I laughed that she was happy; until he was willing to seek a good placement Mauricio lest you saw that live off the income of his wife.
1995
1996- You have a heart of gold! He exclaimed Dona Er melinda.
1997
1998- Now all that's left is for you to convince your niece what my true intentions have been, and that if the de-mortgaging the house was an impertinence, forgive me. But it seems to me that it is not a matter of going back. If she wants, I'll be godfather of the wedding. And then I will start a long and distant journey.
1999
2000Dona Ermelinda called the maid, which said Ila mase Eugenia, for Don Augusto wanted to talk to her. "The lady just left," replied the maid.
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2002 
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2005
2006 
2007
2008- You're impossible, Mauricio --le Eugenia said her boyfriend, in that hovel of portería--, comple LY impossible, and if you keep this up , if not shake this sluggishness, if you do something about finding a placement and we can marry, I am capable of any nonsense.
2009
2010- What nonsense? "Come on, tell me," she said, and caressed his neck, curling one of his fingers in a curl at the nape of the girl's neck.
2011
2012- Look, if you want, we got married and so I will lock Jando ... for both.
2013
2014- But what will they say about me, woman, if I accept such a thing?
2015
2016- And what do I care what you say?
2017
2018- Man, man, that's serious!
2019
2020- Yes, I do not care about that; What I want is for this to end as soon as possible ...
2021
2022- How bad is it going?
2023
2024- Yes, we're doing badly, very badly. And if you can not decide I'm ca peace ...
2025
2026- What, come on?
2027
2028- To accept Don Augusto's sacrifice.
2029
2030- To marry him?
2031
2032- No, never! To recover my farm.
2033
2034- Well, do it, rich, do it! If that is the solution and not another ...
2035
2036- And you dare ...
2037
2038- Well, I will not dare! That poor Don Augusto seems to me that is not right in the head, and he has had the whim, I do not think we moles Tarle ...
2039
2040- So you ...
2041
2042- Well, of course, rich, of course!
2043
2044- Man, after all.
2045
2046- Not as much as you would like, as you explain. But come here ...
2047
2048- Come on, leave me, Mauricio; I've already told you a hundred times that you're not ...
2049
2050- That is not loving ...
2051
2052- No, do not be ... gross! Be quiet. And if you want more confidence, shake off that laziness, really look for work, and the rest you already know. So, see if you have a trial, huh? Look, I gave you a slap again.
2053
2054- And how good you knew! Go rich, give me another! Look, here's my face ...
2055
2056- Do not say much ...
2057
2058- Come on, come on!
2059
2060- No, I do not want to give you that pleasure.
2061
2062- Not another one?
2063
2064- I told you not to be a brute. And I repeat that if you do not hurry to look for work I am able to accept that.
2065
2066- Well, Eugenia, do you want me to talk to the co reason in hand, the truth, the whole truth?
2067
2068- Speak!
2069
2070- I love you very, very much, I'm full mind crazy for you, but that marriage scares me, she gives me a terrible fear. I was born lazy by tempera ment, I do not deny it ; what bothers me the most is having to work, and I foresee that if we get married, and as I suppose you want us to have children ...
2071
2072- Well, I was not missing more!
2073
2074- I will have to work, and firm, because life is expensive. And that of accepting that you are the one who works, that, never, never, never! Mauricio Blanco Clara can not see vir work of a woman. But there is perhaps a solution that without having to work or you fix everything ...
2075
2076- Let's see, see ...
2077
2078- Well ... you promise me, girlie, do not bother you?
2079
2080- Come on, talk!
2081
2082- For all that I know and what I have heard, that poor Don Augusto is a panoli, a poor devil; come on, a ...
2083
2084- Go on, go on!
2085
2086- But you will not bother me.
2087
2088- What do I keep telling you!
2089
2090- It is, then, as I was saying, a ... predestined. And maybe the best thing is not only that you accept that from your home, but ...
2091
2092- Come on, what?
2093
2094- That you accept him as a husband.
2095
2096- Huh? - and she stood up.
2097
2098- You accept him, and since he is a poor man, well ... everything is arranged ...
2099
2100- How do you fix everything?
2101
2102- Yes, he pays, and we ...
2103
2104- We ... what?
2105
2106- Well, we ...
2107
2108- Enough!
2109
2110And Eugenia left, with her eyes set on fire and saying to herself: "But how gross, how gross! Hu never Biera believed ... What gross! "And when you get home is in closed in her room and began to mourn. And he had to lie down in a fever.
2111
2112Mauricio stayed a brief while as suspense; but soon he recovered, lit a cigarette, went out into the street and gave a compliment to the first girl of grace who passed by him. And that night I was talking, with a friend, about Don Juan Tenorio.
2113
2114- To me this guy not convinced Mau --decía ricio--; that is nothing but theater.
2115
2116- And to tell you, Mauricio, you pass a Teno river, by a seducer!
2117
2118- Seductive? Seductive me? What things are invented, Rogelio!
2119
2120- What about the pianist?
2121
2122- Bah! Do you want me to tell you the truth, Rogelio?
2123
2124- Come!
2125
2126- Well then; of every hundred messes, more or less honorable, and that you alluded to is most honorable, hey, of every hundred messes between man and woman, in more than ninety the seductress is she and the seducer is him.
2127
2128- Why, do you deny that you have conquered the pia nist, the Eugenia?
2129
2130- Yes, I deny it; It is not I who has conquered her, but she who has conquered me.
2131
2132- Seducer!
2133
2134- As you want ... It's her, her. I did not know how to resist.
2135
2136- For the case it's the same ...
2137
2138- But I think that is going to end and I will in contrarme free again. Free of it, of course, because I do not answer that you conquer me another. I'm so weak! If I had been born a woman ...
2139
2140- Well, and how is it going to end?
2141
2142- Because ... well, because I screwed up! I wanted to follow him, that is, we started the relationship, what you tend ?, without obligation or consequence ... and, of course !, I think I will give soleta. That woman wanted to absorb me.
2143
2144- And it will absorb you!
2145
2146- Who knows ...! I'm so weak! I was born for a woman to support me, but with dignity, you know, and if not, nothing!
2147
2148- And what do you call dignity? Can it be known?
2149
2150- Man, that does not ask! There are things that can not be defined.
2151
2152- It's true! - Rogelio answered with deep conviction, adding: - And if the pianist leaves you, what are you going to do?
2153
2154- Well, stay vacant. And see if some other me with conquest. I have already been conquered so many times ...! But this, with that not to give in , always keep honest away, to be honest, anyway, because as it is honored far the most, with all that I had chala dito, but all chaladito. I would have finished doing what I wanted to do. And now, if you let me, I sen pulled, and much, but I will be free.
2155
2156- Free?
2157
2158- Free, yes, for another.
2159
2160- I think you'll make amends ...
2161
2162- Who knows ... But I doubt it , because it has a genie! I quote ... And today the offended, truth, offended.
2163
2164 
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2168 
2169
2170- Do you remember, Augusto - said Víctor - of that Don Eloíno Rodríguez de Alburquerque and Álvarez de Castro?
2171
2172- That employee of the Treasury so fond of running it, especially the little thing?
2173
2174- The same. Well ... he's married!
2175
2176- Brave carcamal takes the one he has loaded with him!
2177
2178- But the great thing is his way of getting married. Find out and go taking notes. Eloino already know that Don Rodriguez de Alburquerque y Alvarez de Castro, despite his ape llidos, just if you have what drop dead any more than his salary in Finance, and is also full mind damaged health.
2179
2180- Such a life has led.
2181
2182- Well, the poor man has a heart condition that he can not recover from. Your days are numbered. He has just come out of a very bad grip, which has put him at the door of death and has led him to marriage, but to another ... bust. It is the case that the poor man walked from house to house guest and everywhere had to sa LIR, for four pesetas not be ordered canguingos delicacies or cat mojo and he was very demanding. And not entirely clean. And rolling from house to house was to give a venerable patron, and in years, ma yor him that, you know, walking closer to sixty than fifty, and widowed twice; the first, of a carpenter who committed suicide by throwing himself from a scaffold to the ­ lle, and who often recalls how his Rogelio, and the second, a Carabinieri sergeant left him the mo RIR one little capital that gives a peseta a day. And here it is that in the house of this widow, my Don Eloino gives me a bad, a very bad, so bad that the thing seemed hopeless and that he was dying. First they called for don José to see him, and then Don Valentín. And hom bre, to die! And his illness was asking so many and such care two, and often not entirely neat, monopolizing the landlady, and the other guests were beginning to love nazar to leave. And Don Eloino, who could not pay much more, and the double widow telling him that he could not ­ Nerle more at home because he was hurting the nego cio. «But, by God, lady, out of charity! - It seems that he was saying to him-- Where do I go in this state, in what other house are you going to receive me? If you cast me, I'll have to go to the hospital to die ... For God's sake, for charity, for the days I have to live ... "Because he was convinced that he was dying and very soon. But she, meanwhile, which is natural, that his house was no hospital, who lived his ne gocio and was already hurting. When in this one of Don Eloino's office colleagues comes up with a saving idea, he said: "You do not have, Don Eloino, but a means of making sure that you are good. ­ ñora agree to have him in his house while he lives. "" Which one? "he asked. "First --le said friend-- is Pamos what you think of their illness." "Ah, for me, I have to be short, very little; Perhaps my brothers do not come to see me alive. "" How bad do you think you are? "" I feel like dying ... "" Well, if that's the case, there's still a way to get this good woman to not put her on her feet. the street, forcing him to go to the hospital. "" And what is it? "" Marry her. "" Marry her? With the landlady? Who me? A Rodríguez de Alburquerque and Álvarez de Castro! Man, I'm not for jokes! "And it seems that the occurrence made him such an effect that he soon stays in it.
2183
2184- And it is not for less.
2185
2186- But the friend, so he recovered from the first sor dam, made him see that marrying the landlady left her widowhood thirteen dollars per month, which otherwise would not use anyone and would go to the state. You see ...
2187
2188- Yes, I know more than one, friend Victor, who married nothing more than for the state not ahorrase one viu Dedad. That's civility!
2189
2190- But if Don Eloino indignantly rejected such proposi tion, imagine what he would say the landlady: "Me? To marry myself, to my years, and for the third time, with that carcamal? ! Yuck "But the doctor said, assured him that he had no Don Eloino but very few days of life, and saying," The truth is hard to thirteen month I arre Glan "finished accepting it . And then the parish priest was called, the good Don Matías, an apostolic man, as you know, so that he would just convince the evicted. "Yes, yes, yes," said Don Matias; yes, poor thing !, Poor quote! "And she convinced him. He then called Don Eloino to Correíta and they say he told him that he wanted to reconcile with him - this ­ They were fighting - and that he was a witness to their wedding. "But are you marrying, Don Eloino?" "Yes, Correíta, yes, I marry the patron saint! With Dona Sinfo! I an Rodríguez Al burquerque and Alvarez de Castro, imagine! I care because I few days of life remaining ... I do not know if lle Garan my brothers in time to see me alive ... and she by hard thirteen of widowhood that left him. "And when Correíta have left to his house and he told everything, of course, to his wife, to Emilia, she exclaimed: "But you are a fool, Pepe! Why did not you tell that ca sase with Encarna --Encarnación is a maid, neither young nor beautiful, which led Emilia as dowry to his Marriage Crisis nio--, he would care for the hard thirteen viude as well as that aunt? "And it is fame that the Incarna added:" You are right, miss; I also hu Biera married to him and would care what I lived, it will not be a lot, hard thirteen. "
2191
2192- But all that, Victor, seems invented.
2193
2194- Well, it's not. There are things that are not invented. And still the best is missing. And Don Valentín told me, that it is after Don José who has been treating Don Eloino, that when he went to see him one day and met Don Matias, he thought it was to give Extreme Unction to the sick man, and they told him that he was marrying him . And again later he ACOM cloth until the door the bride patron, for the third time !, and remorseful and anxious voice asked: "? But, say you, Father Valentin, shall live still live ?," " No, ma'am, no; it's a matter of day ... »« She'll die soon, huh? »« Yes, very soon. »« But will she really die? »
2195
2196- What an enormity!
2197
2198- And it's not everything. Don Valentín ordered that the sick person should only be given milk, and this little bit of each time, but Dona Sinfo said to another guest: "What! I give him everything he asks of me! Why take away her tastes if she has to live so little ...! "And then she ordered him to give her some help, and she said:" Some help? Ugh, how disgusting! That funny guy? Me, no, I do not! If it had been one of the other two, whom I wanted, with whom I married for my pleasure! But this one? Aids? I? As not ...! »
2199
2200- All this is fantastic!
2201
2202- No, it's historic. Then came a Don Eloino brothers, brother and sister, and he said overwhelmed by misfortune: "Marrying my brother, my brother, a Rodrí guez de Alburquerque y Alvarez de Castro, with pa trona street !, Pellejeros My brother, son of a president who was from the Audiencia de Zaragoza, from Zara -go-za, with a ... Dona Sinfo! »I was terrified. And the widow of the suicidal and newly married to the evicted said: "And now you will see, as if I saw, with this that we are brothers-in-law will leave without paying me the board, when I live of this!" And it seems that they paid, yes, the board, and the husband paid for it, but they took away a cane with a golden fist that he had.
2203
2204- And he died?
2205
2206- Yes, well after. It improved, it improved a lot. And she, the landlady, said: "This is what that gift is to blame Va Lentin, who understood him ... Better disease was the other, Don Jose, who is not understood. If only he had treated him, he'd be dead, not now going me fasti Diar. "She, Dona Sinfo, besides the sons of the PRI has mer husband, a daughter of the second, the policeman, and some have married, Don Eloino said to him: "Come, come here; come, come and give you a kiss, I am your father, you are my daughter ... »« Daughter, no - the mother said, goddaughter! »« Hi! ­ jastra, lady, stepdaughter! Come here ... I leave you well ... »And it is famous that the mother grumbled:« And the scoundrel did not do it more than to rub her ...! You will have seen ...! "And then came, of course, the break. "This was an in Gano, nothing more than a hoax, Don Eloino, because if I married you was because I was assured that you were dying and soon, if not ... pa disappointment! I have in Ganado, they have deceived me. "" I , too , have ome me Swam, ma'am. And what did you want me to have done? To die for pleasure? "" That was agreed. "" I'll die, ma'am, I'll die ... and before I want to. A Rodríguez de Alburquerque and Álvarez de Castro! »
2207
2208And they quarreled for about a quarter of a week or so of boarding, and she ended up throwing him out of the house. "Goodbye, Don Eloino, may it go well for you!" "Stay with God, Dona Sinfo." And at last the third husband of this lady died, leaving her 2.15 pesetas a day, and she was given 500 for mourning. Of course, you do not have em ployee in such bereavements. At most it has taken him a couple of my sas, remorse and gratitude to the hard thirteen of widowhood.
2209
2210- But what things, my God!
2211
2212- Things that are not invented, that it is not possible to invent ­ tar Now I am collecting more data of this tragicome day of the funeral farce. I thought first of making it a sainete; but considering I have decided to put it better anyway, as Cervantes got into his Qui Jote those novels contained therein, in a novel I'm writing to get even with the headaches that gives me my wife's pregnancy.
2213
2214- But have you gotten to write a novel?
2215
2216- And what do you want me to do?
2217
2218- And what is your argument, if you can know?
2219
2220- My novel has no argument, or rather, it will be the one that comes out. The argument is made alone.
2221
2222- And how is that?
2223
2224-For look, one of these days not sure what pa cer, but he was longing to do something, an itch very in Tima a escarabajeo fantasy, I said I'll write a novel, but I'll write it as you live, without knowing what will come. I sat down, took a few pages and started the first thing that occurred to me, without knowing what would happen, without any plan. My characters will be doing as they say and speak, especially as they speak; His character will go for control gradually. And at times his character will be that of not having it.
2225
2226- Yes, like mine.
2227
2228- I do not know. It will go out. I let myself go.
2229
2230- And there is psychology? Descriptions?
2231
2232- What there is is dialogue; especially dialogue. The thing is for the characters to talk, to talk a lot, even if they do not say anything.
2233
2234- That Elena would have insinuated, huh?
2235
2236- Why?
2237
2238- Because once asked me a novel to kill time, I remember he told me had much diá logo and very cut.
2239
2240- Yes, when a reading is with long des descriptions, sermons or stories, jumps saying , !, straw straw straw !,! For her, only dialogue is not straw. And you see, you can very well share a sermon in a dialogue ...
2241
2242- And why is this? ...
2243
2244- Well, because people like conversation for the same conversation, even if it does not say anything. Some people do not resist a half-hour speech and they spend three hours chatting in a cafe. It is the charm of conversation, of speaking for speaking, of speaking broken to interrupted.
2245
2246- Also the tone of speech loads me ...
2247
2248- Yes, it is the complacency of the man in the speech, and in the living speech ... And above all that it seems that the author does not say things by himself, does not bother us with his personality, with his satanic self. Although, of course, all that di gan my characters I tell you ...
2249
2250- That's true, a certain point ...
2251
2252- How to a certain extent?
2253
2254- Yes, you will start believing that you are taking them from your hand, and it is easy for you to end up convincing them that they are the ones who take you. It is very frequent that an author ends up being a toy of his fictions ...
2255
2256- Maybe, but the fact is that in that novel I intend to put everything I can think of, be that as it may.
2257
2258- Well, it will not be a novel.
2259
2260- No, it will ... it will be ... nivola.
2261
2262- And what is that, what is nivola?
2263
2264- Well, I've heard him tell Manuel Machado, the poet, Antonio's brother, who once took him to Don Eduardo Benoit, to read it, a sonnet that was in Alexandrians or I do not know what other heterodox way. He read it and Don Eduardo said: "But that is not sonnet! ... »« No, sir - Machado answered - it is not sonnet, it is ... sonite. " As well with my novel, it is not going to be novel, but ... how ?, said navilo ... nebulo, no, no, Nivola, that is, Neither Vola! So no one is entitled to say that repeals him yes of its kind ... invented the genre, to invent a gé Nero is just giving him a new name, and I give him the laws that I like. And a lot of dialogue!
2265
2266- And when a character is left alone?
2267
2268- So ... a monologue. And to make it look something like a dialogue, I invented a dog to whom the character addresses.
2269
2270- You know, Victor, it seems to me you're inven me Tando ...?
2271
2272- It can be!
2273
2274When separated from each other, Victor Augusto, was dicién dose this: "And this my life, is novel, is nivola or what? All this is happening to me and happens to me ro dean, is reality or fiction? Is not all this a dream of God or whoever is, that will vanish as soon as He awakens, and that is why we pray and raise Him to hymns, to numb him, to cune his dream? Is not the liturgy of all religions a way to brew the dream of God and not wake up and stop dreaming? Oh, my Eugenia! My Eugenia! And my Rosarito ... »
2275
2276- Hello, Orpheus!
2277
2278Orpheus had come out to meet him, he was jumping, he wanted to climb his legs up. Cogióle and the animal started to hand merle.
2279
2280- Señorito --le Liduvina-- said, there awaits Rosa rite with the iron.
2281
2282- And how did you not dispatch it?
2283
2284- What do I know ... I told him that the gentleman could not delay, that if he wanted to wait ...
2285
2286- But you could have dispatched him like other times ...
2287
2288- Yes, but ... well, you understand me ...
2289
2290- Liduvina! Liduvina!
2291
2292- It's better that you dispatch yourself.
2293
2294--I go there.
2295
2296 
2297
2298XVIII
2299
2300 
2301
2302- Hello, Rosarito! Augusto exclaimed as soon as he saw her.
2303
2304- Good evening, Don Augusto --and the voice of many cha was calm and clear and no less clear and calm her gaze.
2305
2306- How have you not dispatched with Liduvina like other times when I'm not at home when you arrive?
2307
2308- I do not know! He told me to wait for me. I thought you would want to tell me something ...
2309
2310"But is this naivety or what is it?" Thought Augusto, and he stayed a moment suspended. There was a moment EMBA razoso, pregnant with an uneasy silence.
2311
2312- What I want, Rosario, is that you forget about the other day, that you do not remember it again, understand?
2313
2314- Well, as you want ...
2315
2316- Yes, that was crazy ... crazy ... I did not know what he was doing or what he was saying ... as I do not know now ... - was approaching the girl.
2317
2318She was waiting for him calmly and as if resigned. Au taste sat on a sofa, he called her: Come here !, told her to sit down, like last time on his knees, and was a good time looking at the eyes. She resisted quiet mind that look, but all she trembled like the leaf of a poplar tree.
2319
2320- Are you shivering, little girl ...?
2321
2322- Me? I do not. I think it's you ...
2323
2324- Do not tremble, calm down.
2325
2326- Do not make me cry again ...
2327
2328- Come on, yes, you want me to make you cry again. Say, do you have a boyfriend?
2329
2330- But what questions ...
2331
2332- Tell me, do you have him?
2333
2334- Boyfriend ... like that, boyfriend ... no!
2335
2336- But is it that no boy of your age has yet addressed you?
2337
2338- You see, Don Augusto ...
2339
2340- And what did you say?
2341
2342- There are things that are not said ...
2343
2344- It's true. And come on, say, do you love each other?
2345
2346- But, by God, Don Augusto ...!
2347
2348- Look, if you're going to cry, I'll leave you.
2349
2350The girl rested her head on Augusto's chest, hiding it in him, and burst into tears trying to drown her sobs. This little girl is going to faint, he thought as he stroked her hair.
2351
2352- Calm down, calm down!
2353
2354- And that woman ...? Rosario asked without raising her head and swallowing her sobs.
2355
2356- Oh, do you remember? Well, that woman has finally rejected me completely. I never won it, but now I've lost it completely, absolutely!
2357
2358The girl raised her forehead and looked him in the face, as if to see if she was telling the truth.
2359
2360- It's that he wants to cheat me ... - he whispered.
2361
2362- How do I want to cheat you? Oh, now. So we have those, huh? Well, do not you say you had a boyfriend?
2363
2364- I did not say anything ...
2365
2366- Calm down, calm down! - and putting her next to him on the sofa he got up and started walking around the room.
2367
2368But when he looked back at her he saw that the poor girl was shaken and trembling. He understood that in contraba without shelter, so alone before him, at some dis tance, sitting on that sofa as a defendant to the prosecutor, he felt faint.
2369
2370- It's true! - exclaimed -; we are more protected the closer.
2371
2372He sat down again, seated her again, wrapped his arms around her and pressed her to his chest. The poor thing took one arm over his shoulder as Sit and vol saw hide his face in the bosom of Augustus. And there, as he heard the hammering of his heart, he was alarmed.
2373
2374- Are you bad, Don Augusto?
2375
2376- And who is good?
2377
2378- Do you want me to call to get something?
2379
2380- No, no, leave it. I know what my disease is. And what I need is to take a trip. -And after a silence--: Will you accompany me in it?
2381
2382- Don Augusto!
2383
2384- Leave the gift! Will you join me?
2385
2386- As you want ...
2387
2388A fog invaded Augusto's mind; em blood pezo to pound on the temples, felt a tightness pe cho. And to get rid of it he began to kiss Rosarito in the eyes, which he had to close. Suddenly he got up and said leaving her:
2389
2390- Leave me !, let me! I'm afraid!
2391
2392- Afraid of what?
2393
2394The sudden serenity of the youngster frightened him even more.
2395
2396- I am afraid, I do not know whose, of you, of me; Whatever it is, from Liduvina! Look, go, go, but you'll come back, is not that? Will you come back?
2397
2398- When you want.
2399
2400- And you will accompany me on my trip, will not you?
2401
2402- As you send ...
2403
2404- Go, go now!
2405
2406- And that woman ...
2407
2408Rushed up Augusto the girl, who had already stood up , grabbed her, pulled her against his chest, clasped her the dry bios for a while was squeezing word of mouth as he shook his ca Beza. And then letting go: go, go!
2409
2410Rosario left. And as soon as he left, it was Augusto, and tired as if he had just walked a few leagues through the mountains he threw himself on his bed, turned off the light, and remained monologue:
2411
2412"I've been lying to her and I've been lying to myself. It is always so! It 's all fantasy and no more than fanta sy. Man, as soon as he speaks, lies, and as soon as he speaks to himself, that is, as soon as he thinks, knowing that he thinks, he lies. There is no more truth than physiological life. The word, this social product, has been made to lie. I have heard our philosopher who really like the shovel bra, a social product, what they believe all and believing him understood. What is social product is the lie ... »
2413
2414When he felt some licks in his hand he exclaimed: "Ah, are you here, Orpheus? You do not talk like you do not lie, and I even think you're not wrong, that you do not lie. Although, as a pet you are, something you will be stuck man ... We will just lie and give im portance. The word was made to exaggerate our sen sations to print all ... perhaps to believe them . The pa ­ tillage and all kinds of conventional expression, such as kissing and hugging ... We only represent each one's role. All people, all masks, all comedians! No one suffers or enjoys what he says and expresses and perhaps believes that he enjoys and suffers; otherwise, you could not live. In the background we are so calm. Like me now here, representing my comedy alone, made actor and spectator at the same time. It does not kill more than physical pain. The only truth is the man fi physiological, who does not speak, who can not lie ... "
2415
2416He heard a tap on the door.
2417
2418- What's up?
2419
2420- Are not you going to dinner today? Lidu asked vina.
2421
2422- It's true; wait, I'll go there.
2423
2424«And then I will sleep today, like the other days, and she will sleep. Will Rosarito sleep? Do not I will have disturbed the tranquili ness of his spirit? And that naturalness of yours, is it innocence or is it malice? But perhaps there is nothing more malicious than innocence, or, more innocent than malice. Yes, yes, I was already supposing that in the end there is nothing more ... more ... how can I say it? ... more cynical than innocence. Yes, that tranquility with which he gave himself to me, that which made me fear, fear, I do not know well of what, that was nothing but innocence. And about: "And that woman?", Jealousy, huh? Jealousy? Probably love is not born but at the birth of jealousy; it is jealousy that reveals love to us. No matter how much love a woman is of a man, or a man ­ a woman, they do not realize they are, they do not tell themselves that they are, that is, they do not really fall in love but when he sees that she looks at another man or she sees him looking at other woman. If there were only one man and only one woman in the world, without more society, it would be impossible for them to fall in love with one another. In addition to that it is always necessary the third, the Celestina, and the Celestina is the society. The Great Galeot! And how good is that! Yes, the Great Galeot! If only for the language. And this is all that love into a men pulled over. And the physiological one? Bah, that physiological is not love or anything worth it! That's why it's true! But ... will we, Orfeo, let's have dinner. This is true! "
2425
2426 
2427
2428XIX
2429
2430 
2431
2432Two days after this, Augusto was announced that a lady wanted to see him and talk to him. He went on to receive and contro Dona Ermelinda, who "? You here" Augustus answered with: "How did not want to see again ...! »
2433
2434- You understand, Mrs. ---- Augusto-- said that after what happened to me at home two slightly m timas times I've gone, the one with Eugenia alone and the other when he refused to see me, not I had to go back. I follow what has been done and said, but I can not go back there ...
2435
2436- Well, I bring a mission for you from Eugenia ...
2437
2438- About her?
2439
2440- Yes, about her. I do not know what could happen with her boyfriend, but did not want to hear about him is against him fu riosa, the other day, returning home, he locked himself in his room and refused to dinner. Her eyes lit has ber wept, but these tears that scald, you know ?, the rage ...
2441
2442- Ah, but are there different kinds of tears?
2443
2444- Naturally; there are tears that refresh and relieve and tears that ignite and suffocate more. He had cried and he did not want to have dinner. And I was repeating his Estribi ment that you all men are brutes and nothing but brutes. And it has been these days of morro, with a humor of all the devils. Until yesterday called me, told me he was sorry for what he had told you, that was exceeded and was with you in just that recognizes the rightness and nobility of the intenció tions you and wants not you forgive him what he told her that he wanted to buy, but that he does not believe such a thing. It is in this that he made more hin ­ capié. He says that first of all he wants you to believe that if he said that it was because of excitement, out of spite, but he does not believe it ...
2445
2446- And I think you do not believe it.
2447
2448- After ... then he asked me to find out about you with diplomacy ...
2449
2450- And the best diplomacy, ma'am, is not having her, and especially with me ...
2451
2452- Then he begged me to averiguase if you bother you that she accepted, without obligation, the re Gallic you have made your own home ...
2453
2454- How without commitment?
2455
2456- Come on, yes, the one who accepts the gift as such a gift.
2457
2458- If I give it to you, how can you accept it?
2459
2460- Because you say yes, you are willing to give trarle his good will and his sincere regret lie so he said, to accept his generous donation, but without implying ...
2461
2462- Enough, ma'am, enough! Now it seems that without realizing they are going to offend me again ...
2463
2464- It will be unintentional ...
2465
2466- There are times when the worst offenses are those that are inflicted without intention, according to what is said.
2467
2468- Well, I do not understand ...
2469
2470- And it is, nevertheless, a very clear thing. Once I walked into a meeting and one that was there and I knew neither me sa it even distraí ludo. do ... "he replied. And I in my turn: "The greatest obscenities are involuntary calls, and the coarseness of the grose laugh in front of people distracted. It is, ma'am, like that foolishly called involuntary forgetfulness, as if ­ voluntarily forget about something. The invo forget luntario often rude. "
2471
2472- And what is this ...
2473
2474- This is, Dona Ermelinda, that after I apologized for that kind of offensive that sought to buy my donation forcing his thanks, I'm not sure what comes to accept but has ciendo stated that without commitment. What commitment, come on, what commitment?
2475
2476- Do not exalt yourself like that, Don Augusto ...!
2477
2478- Well, I must not exalt myself, madam, for I am not to be exalted! Is that ... girl is going to make fun of me and will want to play with me? - and saying this he remembered Rosarito.
2479
2480- By God, Augustus, by God ...!
2481
2482- I already said that the mortgage was undone, that I canceled it, and that if she does not take over her house I have nothing to do with her. And whether I am grateful or not, I do not care anymore!
2483
2484- But, Don Augusto, do not be like that! If what she wants is to make peace with you, let them be friends again ...!
2485
2486- Yes, now that he has broken the war with the other, is not that it? Before, I was the other; Now I'm the one, is not that? Now it's about fishing, huh?
2487
2488- But if I did not say such a thing ...!
2489
2490- No, but I guess.
2491
2492- Well, you're wrong in the middle to middle. Because just after my niece told me everything I just repeat to you, to insinuate myself and aconse Jarle QUC it has quarreled with her boyfriend procu gandul rase win you as such, come on , you understand me ...
2493
2494- Yes, to be reconquered ...
2495
2496- That! Well, when I advised him this, he told me one and a hundred times that it was not and that it was not and that it was not; that he esteemed and appreciated you for a friend and as such, but he did not like her as a husband, that he did not want to marry but with a man she was in love with ...
2497
2498- And that of me it will not be able to get to be it, is not that?
2499
2500- No, as much as that did not say ...
2501
2502- Come on, yes; that this is diplomacy too ...
2503
2504- How?
2505
2506- Yes, you come not only for me to forgive that ... girl, but to see if I agree to pretend for a woman, is not that? Agreed thing, huh ?, and she will resign herself ...
2507
2508- I swear to you, Don Augusto, I swear by the holy memory of my holy mother who is in glory, I swear ...
2509
2510- The second, do not swear ...
2511
2512- Well , I swear it's you who now forgotten, in voluntarily of course, who am I, who is Ermelinda Ruiz and Ruiz.
2513
2514- If so ...
2515
2516- Yes, that's right, so - and he pronounced these words with such an accent that it left no doubt.
2517
2518- Well , then ... then ... tell your niece to accept his explanations, which the deeply appreciate, I'll still be your friend, a loyal friend and not ble, but only friend, huh ?, nothing but friend, only friend ... And do not tell him that I am not a piano where you can play at any whim, that I am not a man today I leave you and then I take you, that I am not a substitute or vicenovio, that I am not second table dish ...
2519
2520- Do not exalt yourself like that!
2521
2522- No, if I do not exalt myself! Well, I'm still your friend ...
2523
2524- And will you go to see us soon?
2525
2526- That ...
2527
2528- Look, if the poor thing is not going to believe me, she'll feel it ...
2529
2530- It's just that I'm going on a long and distant journey ...
2531
2532- Before, goodbye ...
2533
2534- Well, we'll see ...
2535
2536They separated. When Dona Ermelinda arrived home and told her niece about the conversation with Augusto, Eugenia said to herself: "Here is another one, I have no doubt; now I do win him back. "
2537
2538Augusto, meanwhile, left alone stood at pa searse around the room saying: " He wants to play with me, as if I were a piano ... let me, take me, vol I will leave ... I was booking ... Say what you like, is looking I apply again, perhaps in revenge, jealousy perhaps to give other and get back to retor tero ... As if I were a doll, a body, a gift na die. .. And I have my character, go if I have him, I am me! Yes, I am me! I am me! I owe her, Eugenia, how can I deny it ?, who has awakened my school love pink; but once I was awakened and raised no Nece site because of it; what's left are women. "
2539
2540Upon reaching this could not help but smile, and he remembered that phrase from Victor when announcing Gervasio, newlywed, who was with his mu jer to spend a season in Paris, he said, "To Paris with a woman? That's like going with a cod to Scotland! "What made Augusto very funny.
2541
2542And he kept saying to himself: "What's left are women. And what a charm the malicious innocence, the innocent malice of Rosarito, this new edition of the eternal Eve! What a charming little girl! She, Eugenia, has taken me from abstract to concrete, but she took me to the generic, and there are so many appetizing women, so many ... so many Eugenias! So many Rosaries! No, no, no do not play with me, and I us a woman. I am me! My soul will be small, but it is mine! "And feeling in this exaltation of his self as if it were swelling, swelling and the house was close, he went out into the street to give space and relief.
2543
2544Just he stepped on the street and came across the sky over his head and people coming and going, each to his nego cio or to taste and did not notice him, involuntary mind of course, nor did case, not knowing him without a doubt, he felt that his self, that me of "I am me!" was shrinking, shrinking and falling back into his body and even within this he was looking for a little corner in which to curl up and not be seen. The street was a cinematographer and he sen film tíase, it is always a dip in human crowd, a miss in the mass of men who came and went without knowing or per catarse of him, produced the same effect of a dip in na ­ openness to the open sky, and the rose of the winds.
2545
2546Only he felt alone; Only by himself could he say to himself, perhaps to convince himself, "I am me!"; before others, in the busy or distracted crowd, he did not feel himself.
2547
2548Thus he arrived at that demure garden that was in the lonely square of the retired neighborhood where he lived. Was the place a haven of tranquility where they always played some children, because not circulate there trams or just co ches, and they were some elderly to sunbathe in the afternoon appointments sweet autumn when leaves dozen Buckeyes that there they lived in seclusion, after having trembled in the wind, they rolled through the paving or covered the seats of those wooden benches. pre painted green, the color of fresh leaf. Those domestic, urban trees, in correct formation, which were irrigated at fixed times, when it was not raining, by a gully and that extended their roots under the paving of the plaza; those imprisoned trees that waited to see the sun rise and set on the roofs of the houses; ár those Caged boles,
2549
2550How many times sitting alone and alone in one of the green benches of that little square, he saw the fire of sunset on a roof and once stood out above the gold in fire of the splendid flush the outline of a black cat on the chimney of a house! And while, in autumn, yellow leaves rained down, broad leaves and vines, as a mummified hands, rolled on the jar dincillos the center with its flowerbeds and pots of flo res. And the children played among the dry leaves, playing perhaps to pick them up, without noticing the twilight.
2551
2552When that day came to the quiet square and sat on the bench, not without having cleared your seat dry leaves that covered -for was otoño--, juga ban nearby, as usual, some children. And one of them, putting another one next to the trunk of one of the chestnut trees of the Indies, well placed close to him, said to him: «You were there prisoner, they had you thieves ...» «It is that I ... » , the other started sullenly, and the first one replied: "No, you were not you ..." Augustus did not want to hear any more; He got up and went to another bank. And he said to himself: «This is how the elders play too; You are not you! I am not me! And these po Bres trees, are they? They drop the leaf before, long before their brothers of the mountain, and stay in Queleto, and these skeletons project their shadowed shade over the cobblestones to the glow of the electric light reverberators. A tree illuminated by electric light !, What a strange, what a fantastic appearance of his glass in spring when the arc that gives this apa metal rience Poor trees that can not enjoy one of those ne Gras nights of the countryside, of those nights without moon, with its blanket of pulsating stars! It seems that by planting each of these trees on this site the man has told them: "you are not you!" And so they do not forget they have given that nocturnal lighting by electric light ... so they do not fall asleep ... poor late-night trees! No, no, I do not play with you! »
2553
2554He rose and started down streets like a SONAM canard.
2555
2556 
2557
2558XX
2559
2560 
2561
2562I would undertake the trip, yes or no? Already had first announced Rosarito, without knowing what was said by the cir something, or rather as a pretext to ask if he would accompany him, and then Dona Ermelinda to pro barle ... what? What was it that he tried to prove to him with the idea that he was going to take a trip? Whatever it was! But it was the case that was dropped twice garment, which had said it would take a long journey and Jano and he was a man of character, he was him; Did he have to be a man of his word?
2563
2564First word men say one thing and des because they think, and finally do, good or bad result after thought; the men of word do not rectify themselves or turn back from what they once said. And he said he was going on a long and distant journey.
2565
2566A long and distant trip! Why? For what? How? Where?
2567
2568They announced that a lady wanted to see him. "A is Norita?" "Yes Liduvina-- said, I think it is ... the pia nist!" "Eugenia!" "The same." He remained suspended. In a flash of dizziness Pasole through the mind the idea of des pacharla, being told he was not home. "He comes to conquer me, to play with me like a doll," he said to himself, "to play the game, to replace the other ..." Then he thought better of it. «No, you have to be strong!»
2569
2570- Tell him I'm going now.
2571
2572He was absorbed by the fearlessness of that woman. «We must confess that she is a woman, that she is a character, what a boldness, what a resolution, what an eyes! but, no, no, no, it does not bend me! It does not conquer me! "
2573
2574When Augusto entered the room, Eugenia was standing. Made him a sign to sit down, but she before has SLORC, said, "To you, Don Augusto, have deceived him just as they have deceived me!" With what no tió poor unarmed man and Not knowing what to say. Sen táronse the two, and a brief silence followed.
2575
2576- Yes, I said, Don Augusto, you would have ome nied about me and I have deceived me about you; this is all.
2577
2578- But we've talked to each other, Eugenia!
2579
2580- Do not pay attention to what I said. Whatever happened, pa sado!
2581
2582- Yes, it is always the past past, nor can it be otherwise.
2583
2584- You understand me. And I want you not give me accept ing your generous donation other meaning than it has.
2585
2586- As I wish, young lady, do not give my donation another meaning than it has.
2587
2588- So, loyalty for loyalty. And now, as we speak clearly, I have to say that after all the past and as I said, could not, even if I wanted to pretend pa Garle this generous donation other than with my purest gratitude. As you, for your part, I think ...
2589
2590- Indeed, Miss, for my part, after pa sado, what you told me in our last interview, what he told me his wife aunt and what I guess, I do not po dria, even if he wished , pretend to quote my generosity ...
2591
2592- Are we, then, in agreement?
2593
2594- Perfect agreement, miss.
2595
2596- So, can we be friends again, good ami gos, real friends?
2597
2598- We can.
2599
2600Eugenia held out her slender hand, white and cold as snow, tapering fingers made master keyboards, and clasped in his, at that time tem blaba.
2601
2602- We will therefore Augusto friends, good ami gos, but this friendship to me ...
2603
2604- What?
2605
2606- Perhaps before the public ...
2607
2608- What? Speak! Talk!
2609
2610- But, finally, after painful experiences re cient I have already given up certain things ...
2611
2612- Explain yourself clearer, miss. It's not worth saying half-hearted things.
2613
2614- Well, Don Augusto, things clear, very clear. Do you think it 's easy after the past and think sa biendo, as you know from our knowledge that you have deshipotecado my heritage regalándomelo so easy that anyone address me with some pretensions?
2615
2616"This woman is diabolical!" Thought Augusto, and lowered his head to the floor, not knowing what to answer. When, at once, he lifted her up she saw that Eugenia was wiping away a furtive tear.
2617
2618- Eugenia! He exclaimed, and his voice trembled.
2619
2620- Augusto! She whispered resignedly.
2621
2622- But, what do you want us to do?
2623
2624- Oh, no, it's fate, it's just fate; we are her toy. It's a disgrace!
2625
2626Augusto went, leaving his chair, to sit on the sofa next to Eugenia.
2627
2628- Look, Eugenia, by God, do not play well with migo! Fatality is you; here there is no more fatality than you. You, you bring me and take me and make me give Vuel tas as a fidget; it's you, that drives me crazy; it is you, who make me break my firmest intentions; It's you, you make me not be me ...
2629
2630And he put his arm around his neck, pulled himself and squeezed tra her breast. And she calmly took off her hat.
2631
2632- Yes, Augustus, it is fate that has brought us to this. Neither ... neither you nor I can be unfaithful, disloyal not SOther themselves; or you can show loving me com RALPs like me in a moment of obfuscation I said, and I can appear making you substitute a vice, a plate of second table, as my aunt told him, and laughing just reward your generosity ...
2633
2634- But what does it matter to us, Eugenia mine, to appear in one way or another? To what eyes?
2635
2636- Ourselves!
2637
2638- And what, Eugenia mine ...
2639
2640He squeezed her again and began to fill his forehead and eyes with kisses. They could hear their breathing.
2641
2642- Leave me !, let me! She said, while arre glaba and composed hair.
2643
2644- No, you ... you ... you ... Eugenia ... you ...
2645
2646---- No, I can not, can not be ..
2647
2648- Do not you love me?
2649
2650- That of wanting ... who knows what it is to love? I do not know ... I do not know ... I'm not sure about it ...
2651
2652- And this then?
2653
2654- This is a moment ... fatality product !, repentance ... I do not know ... these things have to put the proof ... And besides, had not been Au taste it We would be friends, good friends, but nothing more than friends?
2655
2656- Yes, but ... What about your sacrifice? What of that for having accepted my gift, for being a friend, nothing more than my friend, is not there going to be anyone who wants to?
2657
2658- Oh, that does not matter; I have taken my resolution!
2659
2660- After that break ...? .
2661
2662- Maybe ...
2663
2664- Eugenia! Eugenia!
2665
2666At this moment there was a knock on the door, and Augustus, trembling, his face lit up, exclaimed in a dry voice: "What's up?"
2667
2668- The Rosary, wait! Said Liduvina's voice.
2669
2670Augusto changed color, becoming livid.
2671
2672- Ah! - exclaimed Eugenia -, here it is already difficult. It's the ... Rosary waiting for you. Do you see how Prune not we be more than friends, good friends, good friends?
2673
2674- But Eugenia ...
2675
2676- What the Rosary awaits ...
2677
2678- And if you rejected me, Eugenia, as I turned it down, saying you wanted to buy and rigor because you Nias other, what would I do after seeing you learned to love? Do not you know what is the spite, what is the naked love?
2679
2680- Go, Augusto, come that hand; We will see us, but stating that bygones be bygones.
2681
2682- No, no, past, past, no !, no !, no! .. - Good, good, what the Rosary awaits ...
2683
2684- Good God, Eugenia ...
2685
2686- No, if nothing is strange; I too espe Raba in time ... Mauritius. We will see again. And let's be serious and loyal to ourselves.
2687
2688Hat stood, held out his hand to Augustus, co giéndosela, brought it to his lips and covered it with kisses, and went out, he accompanying her to the door. He looked for a while down the stairs graceful and firm foot. From a des cansillo down she raised her eyes and waved my bay and hand. Augustus returned, went into the cabinet, and seeing Rosario standing there with the basket of the iron, said abruptly: "What's up?"
2689
2690- I think, Don Augusto, that woman is cheating him NANDO you ...
2691
2692- And what do you care?
2693
2694- I care about everything about you.
2695
2696- What you want to say is that I'm cheating ...
2697
2698- That's what I do not care.
2699
2700- Are you going to make me believe that after the hopes that I have made you conceive, you are not jealous?
2701
2702--If you know, Don Augusto, how I grew up and what family would understand that although I'm a Chiqui lla I'm either of those things of jealousy. We, the rni position ...
2703
2704- Shut up!
2705
2706- As you want. But I repeat that this woman is cheating on you. If it were not like that and if you love her and that's her pleasure, what else would I want if you did not marry her?
2707
2708- But you say all that really?
2709
2710- Really.
2711
2712- How old are you?
2713
2714- Nineteen.
2715
2716- Come here - and taking it with both hands of the shoulders, he put it face to face with it and it remained in his eyes.
2717
2718And it was Augusto who changed color, not her.
2719
2720- The truth is, little girl, I do not understand you.
2721
2722--I believe it.
2723
2724- I do not know what this is, if innocence, malice, mockery, precocious perversity ...
2725
2726- This is nothing but love.
2727
2728- Honey, and why?
2729
2730- Do you want to know why? Will not you be offended if I tell you? Do you promise not to be offended?
2731
2732- Come on, tell me.
2733
2734- Well, for ... for ... because you're an unhappy, poor man ...
2735
2736- You too?
2737
2738- As you want. But trust this little girl; Trust yourself ... the Rosary. More loyal to you ... Or Orpheus!
2739
2740- Always?
2741
2742- Always!
2743
2744- Whatever happens?
2745
2746- Yes, whatever happens.
2747
2748- You, you are the true one - and he went to take it.
2749
2750- No, not now, when you are calmer. And when not ...
2751
2752- Enough, I understand you.
2753
2754And they said goodbye.
2755
2756And when he was alone, Augusto said to himself: "Between one and the other, they're going to drive me crazy ... I'm not me anymore ..."
2757
2758- I think the gentleman should engage in poli tica or something --le style by Liduvina said as she poured the meal--; That would distract him.
2759
2760- And how did you come up with that, woman of God?
2761
2762- it is better to be distracted no one to dis you bring and ... You see!
2763
2764- Well, now call your husband, Domingo, as soon as he finishes eating, and tell him I want to throw a tote game with him ... that distracts me.
2765
2766And when he was playing it, Augustus suddenly left the deck on the table and asked:
2767
2768- Say, Domingo, when a man is in love with two or more women at the same time, what should he do?
2769
2770- According to and according!
2771
2772- How according and according?
2773
2774- Yes! If you have a lot of money and a lot of guts, marry all of them, and if not do not marry any.
2775
2776- But man, that first is not possible!
2777
2778- In taking a lot of money everything is possible!
2779
2780- What if they find out?
2781
2782- That does not matter to them.
2783
2784- Well, does not it matter, man, to a woman that another takes away part of her husband's affection?
2785
2786- You are content with your part, señorito, if you do not put a fee on the money you spend. What bothers a woman is that her man puts her to eat, dress, everything else like that, luxury; but if he lets him spend whatever he wants ... Now, if he has children of his ...
2787
2788- If you have children, what?
2789
2790- That the real jealousy comes from there, senorito, of the children. She is a mother who does not tolerate another mother or who can be mother, she is a mother who does not tolerate the loss of her children for other children or for another woman. But if you do not have children and did not priced the trough and vestidero, and pomp and fanfare, bah !, to save you hassles so ... If you also have a mu jer costing another that does not cost you nothing, that it costs hardly jealous of this one that does not cost you, and if it cost you nothing to produce him on top ... if a woman takes money that would otherwise take in tonces ...
2791
2792- So, what?
2793
2794- Everything goes smoothly. Believe me, I norito, no Otelas ...
2795
2796- Neither Desmon.
2797
2798- It could be ...!
2799
2800- But what do you say ...
2801
2802- it is that before marrying Liduvina and go ne to serve señorito house had served me in mu chas houses big shots ... I have left teeth in them ...
2803
2804- And in your class?
2805
2806- In our class? Bah !, we did not allow us we luxuries ...
2807
2808= And what do you call luxuries?
2809
2810- To those things that you see in the theaters and you read in the novels ...
2811
2812- Well, man, few crimes of those who call passion, jealousy, are seen in your class ...!
2813
2814- Bah !, that's because those ... pimps go to the theater and read novels, that if not ...
2815
2816- If not, what?
2817
2818- That we all like it, señorito, to make paper and nobody is what it is, but what others do to it.
2819
2820- Philosopher you are ...
2821
2822- That's what the last master I had before called me. But I believe what my Liduvina has told you, that you should devote yourself to politics.
2823
2824 
2825
2826XXI
2827
2828 
2829
2830- Yes, you have reason --le said Don Antonio Au like that afternoon in the Casino, speaking alone in a rinconcito--, you are right, there is a mystery painful, very painful in my life. You have guessed something. You have rarely visited my poor home ... home ?, but you will have noticed ...
2831
2832- Yes, something strange, I do not know what floating sadness that attracted me to him ...
2833
2834- In spite of my children, of my poor children, you would have found a home without children, perhaps without spouses ...
2835
2836- I do not know ... I do not know ...
2837
2838- We came from far, far from fleeing, but there are things that always go with one around him and wrapped leather look like a mysterious mood. My poor woman ...
2839
2840- Yes, in the face of his wife you can guess a lifetime of ...
2841
2842- Of martyrdom, you say it. Well, friend Don Au taste, you have been, I do not know why, for some hidden sympathy, who more affection, more compassion case has shown us, and to figure out once again that I get rid of a weight, I'm going to trust you with my misfortunes. That woman, the mother of my children, is not my wife.
2843
2844I assumed it; But if she is the mother of her children, if she lives with you as his wife, she is.
2845
2846- No, I have another woman ... legitimate, as she is called. I'm married, but not with the one you know. And this, the mother of my children, is married too, but not with me
2847
2848- Oh, a double ...
2849
2850- No, a quadruple, how are you going to see it? I married crazy, but entirely madly in love with a woman reserved appointment and callandrona, who spoke little and seemed to mean always much more than what he said, with eyes hazel sweet, sweet, sweet, that seemed dor midos and only they woke up from time to time, but it was then to spark fire. And she was all like that. His cora zon, his whole soul, his whole body, which seemed to ordi nary asleep, woke up suddenly and on ­ jump, but it was to go back to sleep very soon, past the lightning of life, and of what life, and then as if nothing had been, as if he had forgotten everything that happened. It was as if we were always recom Zando life, as if he were reconquering continuous. He admitted me as a boyfriend in a fit Epilepsy tico and I think another attack gave me the yes before the altar. And I could never get him to tell me if he wanted me or not. How many times I asked before and after marrying us, I always replied, "That does wonders; it is foolish. "Other times I used to say that the verb love is no longer used except in theater and books, and that if I had ­ Crito: I love you !, I would have fired the point. Live more than two years of marriage in a strange way, rea nudando me every day the conquest of that sphinx. We did not have children. One day he missed home at night, I started like crazy, the I have been looking everywhere, and if guiente day I learned from a very dry letter and very soon he had gone far, far away, another man ...
2851
2852- And you did not suspect anything before, did not guess ...
2853
2854- Nothing! My wife came home alone quite fre quency, to her mother, some friends, and their very strange coldness defended before me suspicion. And I never guessed anything in that sphinx! The man he ran away with was a married man, who not only left his wife and a little girl to go with mine, but took away all of his fortune, which was regular, ­ after having handled it at will. That is to say, he not only abandoned his wife, but ruined it by stealing his own. And in that dry and brief and cold letter that I received, allusion was made to the state in which the poor woman of the abductor of mine stayed. Raptor or kidnapped ... I do not know! In a few days I did not sleep, I did not eat, I did not rest; I was just walking through the most remote neighborhoods of my city. And I was about to give in the lowest and vilest vices. And when the pain began to settle, to become a thought, I remembered that other poor victim, of that woman who was left without shelter, stolen from her love and her fortune. I thought a case of conscience, because my wife was the cause of his misfortune, go to Ofre CERLA my pecuniary assistance because God gave me fortune.
2855
2856- I guess the rest, Don Antonio.
2857
2858- It does not matter. I went to see her. Imagine that our first interview. We mourn our paths des graces, which were a common misfortune. I said to myself: "And is it because of my wife that this man has left her?" And he felt, why should I not confess the truth? Some intimate satisfaction, something inexplicable, as if I had known choose better than him and he recognized it. And she, his wife, made a similar reflection, although inverted, as he later declared to me. I offered my pecuniary help, whatever my fortune needed, and He rejected me. "I will work to live and support my daughter," she told me. But I insisted and insisted so much that he ended up accepting me. I offered to make her my housekeeper, who came to live with me, viniéndonos very clear that he jos of our country, and after much thought accepted as well.
2859
2860- And it's clear, when going to live together ...
2861
2862- No, that took, it took something. I was living thing cia, a certain feeling of revenge, spite, that I ... I no longer turn on her, but her daughter, the unhappy daughter of my wife 's lover; I earned her a fatherly love, a violent fatherly love, like the one I have today, because I love her as much, as much, yes, when no more, than my own children. I took her in my arms, clutching my chest, wrapped her in kisses, and cried, llo Raba on it. And the poor girl said to me: "Why are you crying, Dad?", Because she made him call me that and for that he had me. And his poor mother cried when she saw me mourn so too and once we mix our tears on the blond head of the daughter of my wife lover, from the drone of my happiness.
2863
2864--Prosiguió-- knew one day my wife had a child of her lover and that day all my insides his blevaron, I suffered like never suffered and thought I would go crazy and take my life. Jealousy, the most brutal of jealousy, I did not feel until then. The wound of my soul, which seemed scarred, opened and bled ... it bled fire! More than two years had lived with my wife, with my own wife, and go, and now that thief ...! I imagined that my wife would have woken up completely and that she lived on pure coals. The other, who lived with me, cone tio something and asked , "What's wrong" We had to come in first - name basis, for the girl. «Leave me!», I replied. But I ended up confessing everything, and when she heard it, ­ blah And I think I infected her with my furious jealousy ...
2865
2866- And of course, after that ...
2867
2868- No, it came a little later and another way. And it was that one day both being with the girl, I was on my knees and was kissing her and telling stories and di ciéndola bobadas, his mother came and started Acari Ciarla too. And then she, poor thing! She put one of her little hands on my shoulder and the other on her mother's and said: "Papaito ... mamaita ... why do not you bring me a little brother to play with? with me, as they have other girls, and not that I'm alone ...? »We became livid, we looked into each other's eyes with one of those looks that strip souls, we saw these naked, and then, not to be ashamed, We started kissing the girl, and some of these kisses changed course. To what ­ The night, between tears and fury of jealousy, we begot the first little brother of the daughter of the thief of my happiness.
2869
2870- Strange history!
2871
2872- And they were our loves, if that is what you want to call them some dry and mute loves, made of fire and rage, without tenderness of speech. My wife, the mother of my children mean that this and no other is my wife, my wife is, as you have seen, a graceful woman, perhaps beautiful, but I never inspired me ardor of SEOs, and this despite the coexistence. And even after we finish what I say I figured I was not in love with her, until I was able to convince myself otherwise. And it is that once, after one of their births, after the birth of our children's room, I got so bad, so bad, that I thought I was dying. Per ­ He gave the blood in his veins, he was as white wax, eyelids were closing ... I thought per Derla. And I went crazy, white me too, like wax, my blood froze. And I went to a corner of the house, where no one would see me, and I knelt down and asked God to kill me before he left that holy die mu jer. And I cried and pinched me and I scratched my chest to sa carme blood. And I understood with how strong bond is taba tied my heart to the heart of the mother of my children. And when it recovered somewhat and recovered met ment and out of danger, I put my mouth to his ear, is ­ As she smiled at the reborn life lying on the bed, I told her what I had never told her and I have never returned to her in the same way. And she smiled, smiled, they laughed at the ceiling. And I put my mouth on his mouth, and I link arms with her bare neck, and ended up llo Rando my eyes on his eyes. And she said: «Thank you, Antonio, thank you, for me, for our children, for our children, all ... all ... all ... for her, for Rita ...» Rita is our oldest daughter, the daughter of the thief ... no, no, our daughter, my daughter. The one of the thief is the other, it is the one that was called my wife in a while. Do you understand everything now?
2873
2874- Yes, and much more, Don Antonio.
2875
2876- Much more?
2877
2878- More, yes! So you have two women, Don Antonio.
2879
2880- No, no, I have no more than one, only one, the mother of my children. The other is not my wife, I do not know if it is from her daughter's father.
2881
2882- And that sadness ...
2883
2884- The law is always sad, don Augusto. And it is sadder a love that is born and raised on the grave of another and as a plant that feeds, as a mulch, the rot of another plant. Crimes, yes, AJE crimes we have joined us, They broke what should not be broken, why did not we have to tie loose ends?
2885
2886- And they have not come back to know ...
2887
2888--We did not want to know again. And then our Rita is a little woman already; the best day we marry ... With my name, of course, with my name, and then make the law whatever you want. She is my daughter and not the thief; I have raised her.
2889
2890 
2891
2892XXII
2893
2894 
2895
2896- Well, what? - Augusto asked Victor How did you receive the intruder?
2897
2898- Oh, I never would have believed it, never! HIA still pear birth our irritation was very great. And mien after he was struggling to come into the world you do not know well the insults hurled my Elena. «You, you are to blame, you! », He told me. And other times: "Get out of the way, get out of my sight! Are not you ashamed to be here? If I die, it will be your fault. "And other times:" This and no more, this and no more! "But he was born and everything has changed. Pa pray as if we had awakened from a dream and like we just got married. I have gone blind, such ­ blind mind; That little boy has blinded me. So blind I am, that everyone says that Elena has been pregnant and childbirth disfigured, that she is skeletonized and that she has aged at least ten years, and I think she is fresher, fresher, younger and even more involved. in car tions than ever.
2899
2900- That reminds me, Victor, the legend of the fogueteiro that I have heard in Portugal.
2901
2902- Come on.
2903
2904- You know that in Portugal Fireworks that of them, pyrotechnics is a beautiful true art. Whoever has not seen fireworks in Portugal does not know everything that can be done with that. And what nomenclature, my God!
2905
2906- But come the legend.
2907
2908- There I go. As the case was in a Portuguese village a pyrotechnic or fogueteiro who had a mu jer beautiful, it was his consolation, his charm and his or Gullo. He was madly in love with her, but even more so was pride. Complacíase to give dentera, so to speak, to other mortals, and walked with him as telling them: Do you see this woman ?, do you like ?, yes, eh ?, it is mine, mine alone !, and annoying! He did nothing but ponder the excellence of his wife's beauty and even pretend ­ day that was the inspirer of his most beautiful pyrotechnic productions, the muse of his fireworks. And HETE once, preparing one of these, while, as usual, his beautiful wife at his side to ins pirarle, he ignites the powder, there is an explosion and have to take a husband and desaturated woman with serious Burns. The woman was burned much of the face and bust, so it was horribly disfigured, but he, the fogueteiro, had the fortune to go blind and not see the disfigurement of his wife. And after this he was proud of the beautiful ­ He sweats from his wife and pondering her to everyone and walking beside her, now turned into her lazarilla, with the same air and size of arrogant challenge as before. "Have you seen most beautiful woman?" He asked, and everyone knowing their history, pitied the poor fo gueteiro and pondered the beauty of his wife.
2909
2910- Well, was not it still beautiful for him?
2911
2912- Maybe more than before, like for you your wife after she gave you the intruder.
2913
2914- Do not call him that!
2915
2916- It was your thing.
2917
2918- Yes, but I do not want to hear it from another.
2919
2920- That happens a lot; the same nickname that we give to someone sounds very different when we hear it from someone else.
2921
2922- Yes, they say that nobody knows their voice ...
2923
2924- Not his face. I at least know tell me that one of the things that give me more fear is to stay Miran dome in the mirror, alone, when no one sees me. I end up doubting my own existence to imagine myself, seeing myself as another, that I am a dream, a being of fiction ...
2925
2926- Well, do not look like that ...
2927
2928- I can not help it. I Mania intros spection.
2929
2930- Well , you'll end up like the fakirs, they say is to tune the navel itself.
2931
2932- And I think if you do not know his voice or his face, tam little known anything that is his very own, as if part of it ...
2933
2934- His wife, for example.
2935
2936- Indeed; It seems to me that it must be impossible to know that woman with whom you live and who ends up being part of us. Have you not heard what was said by one of our greatest poets, Campoamor?
2937
2938- No; What is it?
2939
2940- Well said that when you marry, if he does ena purple really, at first you can not touch the body of his wife without emberrenchinarse and lighting in carnal desire, but who spends time, it is customary, and there comes a day when the same hand to touch the thigh des knot of his wife to his own thigh, but then, if they had to cut his wife hurt her thigh as if he cut off his own.
2941
2942- And that's the way it is, really. You do not know how I suffered in childbirth!
2943
2944- She more.
2945
2946- Who knows ...! And now, as it is already something of my own, part of my being, I have given so little account of what they say that it has been disfigured and disfigured, as one does not realize that it is disfigured, old and disfigured.
2947
2948- But do you really believe that you do not realize that you get old and dirty?
2949
2950- No, even if he says so. If the thing is continuous and slow. Now, if suddenly something happens to you ... But that one feels old, quia !; what it is that age feels things about him or Rejuve necen. And that's the only thing I feel now when I have a child. Because you already know what parents usually say by pointing to their children: "These, these are the ones that make us old!" Seeing your child grow is the sweetest and most terrible thing, I think. Do not marry, then, Augustus, do not marry, if you want to enjoy the illusion of eternal youth.
2951
2952- And what will I do if I do not marry? What am I going to spend time with?
2953
2954- Dedicate yourself to a philosopher.
2955
2956- And is not marriage the best, perhaps the only school of philosophy?
2957
2958- No, man, no! Well, have not you seen how many and how great philosophers have been single? Now re cuerde, apart from those who have been monks, you have to downlds tes, Pascal, Spinoza, Kant ...
2959
2960- Do not talk to me about single philosophers!
2961
2962- And of Socrates, do not you remember how he dispatched his wife, Jantipa, on the day he had to die, so that it would not disturb him?
2963
2964- Do not talk to me about that, either. I do not resolve to believe but that what Plato tells us is only a novel ...
2965
2966- Or a nivola ...
2967
2968- As you want.
2969
2970And abruptly breaking with the voluptuousness of versación went out.
2971
2972In the street a beggar approached him saying: «A handout, for God's sake, young man, that I have seven children ...!» «Not to have done them!», Answered Agusto gruffly. "I wish I could have seen you in my --re case plained the beggar, añadiendo--: And what do you think the poor if we do want children ... for ri cos?" "You're right he replied Augusto--, and by philosopher, there he goes, take! ", And gave him a peseta, which the good man went to the point to spend at the next tavern.
2973
2974 
2975
2976XXIII
2977
2978 
2979
2980Poor Augustus was dismayed. It was not just that he was, like Buridan's ass, between Eugenia and Rosario; it was that that of falling in love with almost all that he saw, instead of being reduced to him, was in short supply. And he came to discover fatal things.
2981
2982- Go, go, Liduvina, for God's sake! Leave, leave me alone! Go, go! - he said to his maid once.
2983
2984And as soon as she left, she leaned her elbows on the table, her head on the palms of her hands, and said to herself: "This is terrible, truly terrible! I think without realizing it I'm falling in love ... until Lidu vina! Poor Sunday! Definitely. She, despite her cin account years is still good - looking, and especially good to me Tida in meat, and when ever leaves the kitchen with arms rolled up and so round ... Come on , this is a madness! And that double chin and those folds that are made in his neck ...! This is terrible, terrible, terrible ...
2985
2986"Come here, Orpheus, " he went on, taking the dog, "what do you think I should do? How can I of fenderme this until I finally decide and I get married? Ah, now! An idea, a luminous idea, Orpheus! Convirta we women, so I pursued in the field of stu gave. What do you think about my dedication to female psychology? Yes, yes, and I will make two monographs, as it is now lle go far monographs; one will be called: Eugenia, and other: Rosario, adding: woman study What do you pa pray for my idea, Orfeo "?
2987
2988And he decided to consult Antolin S. --ie Sán chez-- Paparrigopulos, who was then engaged in studies of women, though more books not in life.
2989
2990Antolin S. Paparrigopulos was what a eru say dito, a young man who was to give the country its glory days elucidating most neglected glories. And if the name of S. Paparrigopulos not yet sounded among those of that ju bustling ventud that by dint of noise would attract so bre itself public attention, it was because he possessed the true inner strength quality: patience, and because it was such his respect for the public and himself that delayed the time of his presentation until, sufficiently prepared, he felt safe on the ground he stepped on.
2991
2992Very far from seeking any new Arlequi Nesca an ephemeral popularity of relumbrón cemented so bre ignorance of others, aimed at few lite works rarios had planned to perfection that humanity can no longer be departing, especially the boundaries of the sen satez and good taste. He did not want to detune to be heard, but to reinforce with his voice, properly disciplined, the beautiful symphony genuinely national and chaste.
2993
2994S. Paparrigopulos intelligence was clear, mostly clear, with a wonderful transparency, without nebulo versities or embolisms of any kind. I thought about net Castilian, without any hint of mist horrid are not hints of decadentismos boulevard pari tentrionales siense in Castilian clean, and that was how he thought só lido and deep, because it was with the soul of the people that supported it because it was his spirit. The hyperborean fogs seemed good to him among the beer drinkers headed, but not in this very clear Spain of splendor ­ dente sky and healthy Valdepeñas plastered. His philosophy was the ill - fated Calf Bengoa, who after calling weirdo Schopenhauer claimed that he has not Brían happened to this things he could think of , nor has Bria been pessimistic, having drunk Valdepeñas instead of beer, and also he said that the pro neurasthenia comes to getting one no matter what and cured with salad donkey.
2995
2996S. Paparrigopulos convinced that ultimately urge cia everything is way more or less inside, the uni verse itself a kaleidoscope of shapes plugged into each other and live the way that few large works save ever worked with the dedication of the marvelous architects of the Renaissance, the language that was to cover their future works.
2997
2998He had the virtuous strength to resist all the currents of neo-romantic sentimentality and that ravaging fashion for the so-called social questions. Convinced that the social question is insoluble down here that will always be rich and poor and that more relief than to provide charity of these and resignation of those can not be expected, withdrew its spinnaker Ritu dispute that anything useful lead and took refuge in the region of pristine pure art, where not to canza brushwood of passions and where man finds the comforting shelter for the disappointments of life. Abo ­ It also undermined sterile cosmopolitanism, which only plunges the spirits into dreams of helplessness and enervating utopias, and loved this idolized Spain, so slandered as unknown to many of their children; to this Spain that had to give him the raw material of the works on which he would base his future fame.
2999
3000Paparrigopulos engaged the powerful energies of his spirit to investigate the past intimate life of our pue blo, and their work was as selfless as solid. He aspired to nothing less than resuscitate the eyes of his countrymen say our --it past, present their bisabue los--, and knowledgeable about the deception of all who tried to pure fantasy, I looked and rummaged in all kinds of vie jas memories to raise the building of its erudite historical science on unmovable ashlars. There was his last ceased, however insignificant it seemed, do not you see in his eyes an inestimable price.
3001
3002I knew that we must learn to see the universe in a drop of water, with a bone constitutes the paleontó logo the whole animal and a handle puchero an entire ancient civilization archaeologist, without either ignoring you should not look to the stars microscope and telescope at a infusorium, acostum humorists like bran do to see cloudy. But even though I knew that a potstick was enough for the archaeologist to reconstruct an art buried in the limbo of oblivion, as in his modesty he did not have genius, he preferred two handles to a single handle - how many more handles better - and preferred the whole pot to the single handle.
3003
3004"Everything that in extension seems to be gained, lose itself in intensity"; such was his motto. I knew Paparrigopulos that in the work specified in the most concrete mo nografía pourable an entire philosophy, and believed, especially in the wonders of differentiation of work and the enormous progress made to science by the devoted legion of the pincha-froas, hunt-words, guess-dates and count-drops of all laya.
3005
3006Especially tempting your attention the most difficult and revesados our literary issues such as homeland of Prudencio history, although lately, as a result of gourds was said, he devoted himself to the study of Spanish women of past centuries.
3007
3008In works such seemingly insignificant was where there was to see and admire the wit, wisdom, insight, wonderful historical intuition and penetrates ing criticism of S. Paparrigopulos. He had to do his quali ties as well, and applied specifically on the living, and not in abstract and pure theory; It had to be seen in luck. Each dissertation was all those logical course induc tive, a wonderful monument as the work of Lionnet about caterpillar sauce, and a sample, above all, what is the austere love of holy truth. He fled from ingenuity as from the plague and believed that only knocking down to respect the divine Truth, even in the smallest, we can render the due cult in the big thing.
3009
3010Preparing a popular edition of the apologists of Ca lila and Dimna with an introduction about the influence of literature stated in the Spanish Middle Ages, and wished I had come to publish it , because reading would section, insurance, the people of the tavern and of pernicious ­ sas doctrines of impossible economic redemptions. But the two magnificent works projected by Paparrigopoulos were a story of the obscure Spanish writers, that is, of those who do not figure in the current literary histories or figure only in quick mention for the supposed insignificance of their works, thus correcting the injustice of the times, both deplore injustice and even feared, and his work was something about those whose works hen lost without leaving us more than the mention of their names and most of the titles of which escribie rum. And I was about to undertake the story of those others who, having thought about writing, did not manage to do so.
3011
3012For the best achievement of their companies, once nurtured from the substantial core of our national literature, had bathed in foreign, and as this was painful, it was awkward for foreign languages ​​and learning requires time for more studies needed, re originally occurred at a remarkable record, learned from his illustrious ma estrus. And was he read the major works of criticism histo literary ria The average writer of the most reputable critics, regarding this or that author, leaf through it in a jiffy to comply with his conscience and be free to redo the judgments of others without diminishing his scrupulous integrity as a critic.
3013
3014Vese therefore S. Paparrigopulos was not one of those vagabonds and erratic young spirits who wander aimlessly through the domains of thought and fantasy, perhaps throwing here and there as a fugitive chis pazo, no! His tendencies were rigorous and solidly iti neraries; He was one of those who go somewhere. If your stu god there would appear no outgoing deberíase to top them all was, being so plateaus, tra faithful sunto wholesome harvest.
3015
3016Thus gave Providence to Spain many Antolines Sánchez Paparrigópulos! With them, making all owners of our traditional peculio, we could get pingües yields --and aspired Paparrigopulos as pire, because he still lives and continues to prepare its trabajos-- to enter the gate of his critical plow, if only one centimeter more than the ploughmen who had preceded him in his field, so that the harvest grow, thanks to new juices, fresher and better granen the ears and flour eat more rice and bread espiri best Spanish tual and cheaper.
3017
3018We have said that Paparrigópulos is still working and preparing his works to bring them to light. And so it is. Augusto had heard of the studies of women he was engaged in by common friends of one and the other, but he had not published anything or published it yet.
3019
3020No shortage of other scholars with characteristic cari dad species, having glimpsed Paparrigópu the envious in advance of fame that awaits you foresee try to empequeñecerle. Such is what Paparrigópulos says that, like the fox, erase with the jopo his own tracks, then going around and around in other directions to mislead the hunter and not knowing where he went to catch the chicken, if something freckle is to leave the scaffolding standing, once the tower is finished, thus preventing it from admiring itself and seeing it well. Another calls him disdainfully concionador, as if the one with ­ cting was not supreme art. The one of beyond accuses him, already of translating, already of arranging ideas taken from the foreigner, forgetting that when coating them Paparrigópulos in as net, Castizo and transparent Castilian as it is his, makes them Castilian and therefore own, not otherwise than made the father Isla own the Gil Blas de Lesage. Some will accused of being its mainstay is its deep faith in the ig norancia environment, ignoring the so judged that faith is trasportadora mountains. But the supreme injus ­ The fact that these and other spiteful judgments of people whom Paparrigopoulos has done nothing wrong, their notorious injustice, will be made very clear just by noting that Paparrigopulos has yet to give birth to anything and that all those who bite the zancajos speak of hearsay and not to be silent.
3021
3022It is not possible, in short, to write about this singular scholar but with calm serenity and without nivolescos efectismos of any class.
3023
3024In this man, I mean, this scholar, then thought Augusto, knowing that was dedicated to women 's studies, it is clear that in the books, which is the case of which at least exposed, and women past if Glos, They are also very exposed for those who study them than the women of today.
3025
3026This Antolin, lone scholar shyness di above all towards women in life and avenge that you Midez studied them in books, was who came to see Augusto to him counsel.
3027
3028As soon as he had explained his purpose, the scholar interrupted:
3029
3030- Oh, poor Mr. Smith, how I pity us ted! Do you want to study the woman? Task I send ...
3031
3032- As you study it ...
3033
3034- You have to sacrifice yourself. The study, and dark, patient, silent study, is my reason for being in life. But I, you know, I am a modest, modest worker of thought, who collected and ordered materials so that others who come after me know how to take advantage of them. The human work is collective; nothing that is not collective is neither solid nor durable ...
3035
3036- And the works of the great geniuses? Divine Co media, the Aeneid, a Shakespearean tragedy, a painting by Velázquez ...
3037
3038- All that is collective, much more collective than you think. Divine Comedy, for example, was prepa bay by a series ...
3039
3040- Yes, I know that.
3041
3042- And about Velázquez ... by the way, do you know Justi's book about him?
3043
3044For Antolin, the principal, almost the only value of great des masterpieces of human genius, is to have brought a book of criticism or commentary; great artists, poets, painters, musicians, historians, philosophers, born to a scholar makes his biography and cri tico discuss their works, and a phrase any of a direct writer does not acquire value until a scholar does not repeat and cites the work, editing and page that the former put. And all that solidarity of collective work was nothing but envy of impotence. It belonged to the class of those commentators of Homer that if Homer himself returned to his office singing, they would throw him out ­ Because they were hindered by working on the dead texts of their works and looking for any Apax in them.
3045
3046- But, well, what do you thinks the psychology Feme nina? Augusto asked.
3047
3048- Such a question, so vague, so generic, so in abs tract, has no precise meaning for a modest investi gador like me, friend Perez, for a man who not being genius, not wanting to be ...
3049
3050- Not wanting?
3051
3052- Yes, not wanting. It's bad trade. Well, that pre Gunta lacks precise sense to me. Answering it would require ...
3053
3054- Yes, come on , like that other cofrade you that is cribió a book on the psychology of the Spanish people and being, apparently, Spanish him and living among Spaniards, he could not think but say that this saying this and that that other and make a bibliography.
3055
3056- Ah, the bibliography! Yes, I know...
3057
3058- No, do not follow you, friend Paparrigopoulos, and tell me as specifically as you know and can what you think of female psychology.
3059
3060- You should start by raising a first cues agement and is whether women have souls.
3061
3062- Man!
3063
3064- Oh, it's not good to throw it away like that, so at all ...
3065
3066"Will he have it?" Thought Augusto, and then:
3067
3068- Well, of what in women acts as a soul ... what do you think?
3069
3070- Am I you, friend Perez, keep my promises Creto what I'll say ... Although, no, no, you're not erudite?.
3071
3072- What do you mean by that?
3073
3074- That you are not one of those who are going to steal from you the last thing they have heard and give it as theirs ...
3075
3076- But do we have ...?
3077
3078- Oh, friend Perez, the scholar is by nature a la dronzuelo; I tell you, me, me, me what I am. Scholars walk to take away each other the co small sitas we found out and prevent us forward another.
3079
3080- It is understood that hath store keeps his gé nero with more zeal than the one factory; guar must give water from the well, not the spring.
3081
3082- It can be. Well, if you, who is not a scholar, promise to keep the secret until I reveal it, I will tell you that I found in a dark and almost unknown Dutch writer of the seventeenth century an interesting theory about the woman's soul ...
3083
3084- Let's see it.
3085
3086- It says that writer, and says in Latin, and every man has his soul, women all have but one and the same soul, a collective soul, something like the intellect of Averroes, divided into tre all they. He adds that the differences obser go on the way we feel, think and want every woman come not only from differences in the body, you Debi das race, climate, food, etc., and therefore are so insignificant . Women, says that writer, resemble each other much more than men and it is because they are all one and the same woman ...
3087
3088- See why, Paparrigopulos friend, so I fell in love with one I immediately felt in love with all the others.
3089
3090- Of course! He adds that interesting and almost des known gynecologist that women have much more indi viduality, but much less personality, the hom bre; each of them feels more like her, more individual, than each man, but with less content.
3091
3092- Yes, yes, I think I glimpse anything.
3093
3094- And so, friend Perez, it does not matter to consider us ted a woman or several. The question is to delve into the one to whose study you dedicate yourself.
3095
3096- And would not it be better to take two or more to make the comparative study? Because you already know that this is far from comparative ...
3097
3098- In effect, science is comparison; more on point to women it is not necessary to compare. Who knows one, only one good, knows them all, knows the Woman. Ade more, and you think everything is gained in extension is lost in intensity known.
3099
3100- In fact, and I want to dedicate myself to intensive cultivation and not to extensive women. But two at least ... at least two ...
3101
3102- No, two no! No way! Conten not Tarse with, which I think is best and is quite task, at least three. Duality does not close.
3103
3104- How does it not close the duality?
3105
3106- Of course. With two lines, space is not closed. The simplest polygon is the triangle. At least three.
3107
3108- But the triangle lacks depth. The sen Cillo polyhedron is a tetrahedron; so that at least four.
3109
3110- But two no, never! To move from one, at least three. But go deep in one.
3111
3112- Such is my purpose.
3113
3114 
3115
3116XXIV
3117
3118 
3119
3120When he left his interview with Augusto Paparrigó pulos and found himself saying, "So I have to give up one of the two or seek a third. Although this study of psychological well I can serve a third term, purely ideal term of comparison, Li duvina. I have three, then: Eugenia, who speaks to my imagination, to the head; Rosario, who speaks to me cora zon, and Liduvina, my cook, who speaks to me in the stomach. And head, heart and stomach are the three faculties of the soul which others call intelligence, feeling and volun tad. You think with your head, you feel with your heart and you want with your stomach. This is obvious! And now..."
3121
3122"Now," he continued, thinking, "a luminous, luminous idea! I'm going to pretend that I want to pretend again to Eugenia, I'm going to request her again, to see if she admits to me as a boyfriend, as a future husband, of course no more than to test her, as a psychological experiment and as sure as I am that she will reject me ... well, there was no more! You have to reject me. After what happened, des because of what in our last interview said, it is not possible and that supports me. She's a woman of words, I think. More ... is that women have word ?, is that the mu jer, Women with a capital letter, the only, which is distributed among millions of female bodies and more or me ­ we are beautiful - rather more than less -; is that the Woman is obliged to keep her word? That to keep his word, is not it male? But no, no! Eugenia can not admit me; he does not love me He does not love me and accepted my gift. And if he accepted my gift and enjoys it, why would he love me?
3123
3124«But ... what if, turning back from what she told me - she thought later -, she says yes and accepts me as a boyfriend, as a future husband? Because you have to put on everything. And if he accepts me ?, I say. It bothers me! I WILL fishing with my pro pio bait! That would be the fish fisherman! But no, no! It can not be! And it is? Oh! then it is not necessary to resign itself. Resign? Yes, resign yourself. Sa must ber resign themselves to good fortune. And perhaps resignation to happiness is the most difficult science. Does not Pindar tell us that the misfortunes of Tantalus came from not being able to digest his happiness? You have to digest happiness! And if Eugenia says yes, if she accepts me, in ­ tonces ... psychology beat! Long live psychology! But no, no, no! He will not accept me, he can not accept me, if only to get away with it. A woman like Eugenia does not give her arm to twist; The Woman, when she stands before the Man to see which is more tenacious and constancy in his purposes, is capable of everything. No, he will not accept me! »
3125
3126- Rosarito awaits you.
3127
3128With three words pregnant with feelings, Interrupted chirped Liduvina the course of the thoughts of his master.
3129
3130- Di, Liduvina, do you think that women are faithful to what once you have said you know ?, keep your pa till?
3131
3132- According to and according.
3133
3134- Yes, the refrain of your husband. But answers right mind and not accustom to women, who rarely you reply to what he asks you, but what I figured that I was going to ask.
3135
3136- And what did you want to ask me?
3137
3138- That if you women keep a word that you have given.
3139
3140- According to the word.
3141
3142- How according to the word?
3143
3144- Of course. A few words are given to save the store and others not. No one is deceived anymore, because it is value understood ...
3145
3146- Well, well, tell Rosario to come in.
3147
3148And when Rosario came in, Augustus asked:
3149
3150- Di Rosario, what do you think, that a woman should guar give the word that he or should not keep it ?
3151
3152- I do not remember giving you any word ...
3153
3154- It's not about that, but about whether or not a woman should keep the word she gave ...
3155
3156- Oh, yes, you say it for the other ... for that woman ...
3157
3158- As far as he says; what do you think?
3159
3160- Well, I do not understand those things ...
3161
3162- It does not matter!
3163
3164- Well, since you insist, I will tell you that it is best not to give a word.
3165
3166- What if it happened?
3167
3168- Not having done it.
3169
3170"He's seen," Augusto said to himself, "that I do not get her out of there. But since it's here, I'm going to put psychology at stake, to carry out an experiment. "
3171
3172- Come here, sit here! - and offered his knees.
3173
3174The girl obeyed quietly and without flinching, as if something agreed and planned. Augusto instead he lay confused and not knowing where to start your expe psychological rience. And since I did not know what to say, well ... I did. Pressed to Rosario against his wistful chest and covered her face with kisses, saying meanwhile: "I think I'll lose the cold blood needed for the investigation . Psychological tion" to calm down, pushed Rosario something of himself and he said it suddenly:
3175
3176- But do not you know I want another woman?
3177
3178Rosario fell silent, staring at him and shrugging her shoulders.
3179
3180- But do not you know? He repeated.
3181
3182- What do I care about that now ...?
3183
3184- How do you not care?
3185
3186- Now, no! Now you want me, I think.
3187
3188- And I think so too, but ...
3189
3190And then it happened something unusual, something that was not in the provisions of Augustus, in its program of expe psychological ence around his neck and began kissing her. The poor man barely had time to pen sar: "I am now experienced; this young woman is doing studies in male psychology. "And without realizing what she was doing, she surprised herself by stroking Rosario's calves with trembling hands.
3191
3192Augusto got up suddenly, then lifted Rosario up and threw her on the sofa. She let herself be done, her face flushed. And he, holding her by the arms with both hands, stared into his eyes.
3193
3194- Do not close them, Rosario, do not close them, for God's sake! Open the. So, like that, more and more. Let me see myself in them, so little ...
3195
3196And to see himself in those eyes like a is alive Pejo, he felt the first excitement was going tem plando.
3197
3198- Let me see myself in them as in a mirror, see me so tiny ... Only then will I get to know myself ... seeing myself in the eyes of a woman ..
3199
3200And the mirror looked at him strangely. Rosario thought: "This man does not seem to me like the others; He must be crazy.
3201
3202Augustus stepped away from her suddenly, looked at himself, and then felt himself, exclaiming at the end:
3203
3204- And now, Rosario, forgive me.
3205
3206- Forgive him? Why?
3207
3208And there was more fear in the voice of poor Rosario than any other feeling. He wanted to run away, because she said, "When you start to say or do in congruences do not know where it goes. This man would kill me in a fit of madness. "And he gushes rum tears.
3209
3210- You see? - Augusto said to him - you see? Yes, it perdo name, Rosarito, forgive; I did not know what he was doing to me.
3211
3212And she thought: "What he does not know is what he does not do."
3213
3214- And now, go, go!
3215
3216- You throw me?
3217
3218- No, I defend myself. I do not miss you, no! God forbid! If you want, I'll leave and you stay here, so you can see that I do not throw you out.
3219
3220Decidedly, it's not good, she thought and felt sorry for him.
3221
3222- Go, go, and do not forget me, huh? He caught her chin, stroking her. Do not forget me, do not forget poor Augusto.
3223
3224He hugged her and gave her a long, tight kiss in the mouth. Upon leaving the girl gave him a look full of a mysterious fear. And as soon as she left, he thought to himself Au taste: "I despise you, I despise undoubtedly; I've been ridiculous, ridiculous, ridiculous ... But what does she know, poor thing, about these things? What does she know about psychology?
3225
3226If poor Augustus could have read in the spirit of Rosario, he would have despaired more. Because the naive young woman was thinking: "Any day I'll give myself for a while like this for the benefit of the other neighbor ..."
3227
3228Íbale returning the exaltation to Augusto. I felt that the lost time does not come back bringing the occasions that were wasted. Enter a rage against himself. Without knowing what he was doing and take the time called Liduvina and see it before it, so serene, so plump, smiling ma liciosamente was just so unusual feeling that came over him that saying, "Go, go, go! », Went out to the street. It is that he feared for a moment that he could not contain himself and assault Liduvina.
3229
3230When he went out into the street, he became enchained. The crowd is like a forest; it puts you in its place, it resets you.
3231
3232"I'll be fine with my head?" Augusto was thinking. "Would not it be that while I think formally go down the street, as normal people ' And what is a per ordinary sona
3233
3234"What I have done with pen Rosario --prosiguió sando-- has been ridiculous, just ridiculous. What will he have thought of me? And what does it matter to me what a young woman thinks of me like that? ... Poor girl! But ... with what ingenuity was left to do! It is a physiological being, perfec LY physiological, nothing but physiological, without psycho logy any. It is useless, then take it from conejilla In days or Infant psychological experiments. At most physiological ... But is it that psychology, and especially femininity, is more than physiology, or physiological psychology? Does the woman have a soul? And for me to get into psycho-physiological experiments I lack technical preparation. I never attended any laboratory ­ I laugh ... I lack, moreover, appliances. And psychophysiology requires devices. Will I be crazy?
3235
3236After being filed with these Meditació street tions, the midst of the busy crowd indifferent to their troubles, and felt himself calm and returned home.
3237
3238 
3239
3240XXV
3241
3242 
3243
3244It was Augustus to see Victor, stroking the late son, to indulge in contemplation of the new Felici ness of that home, and incidentally to consult with him about the state of his spirit. And to meet his friend so the he said:
3245
3246- And of that novel or ... what was it ... oh yes, no? Vola ... you were writing ?, I guess now, so the child will have the abandoned!?
3247
3248- Well, you suppose wrong. Precisely because of that, because I am already a father, I have returned to her. And in it I vent the good humor that fills me.
3249
3250- Would you like to read something about her?
3251
3252Victor took the pages and began to read his friend here and there.
3253
3254- But, man, they have changed me! Au cried taste.
3255
3256- Why?
3257
3258- Because there are things that border on pornography and even sometimes they happen ...
3259
3260- Pornographic? No way! What is here are crudities, but not pornography. Once the naked gun,
3261
3262- Realism, yes, and also ...
3263
3264- Cynicism, is not that?
3265
3266- Cynicism, yes!
3267
3268- But cynicism is not pornography. These crudities are a way of exciting the imagination to lead it to a more penetrating examination of the reality of things; is The crudities are crudities ... pedagogical. Whatever said, pe dagógicas!
3269
3270- And something grotesque ...
3271
3272- Indeed, I do not deny it. Taste of buffoonery.
3273
3274- That is always in the gloomy bottom.
3275
3276- For the same. I do not like jokes but the Lugu Bres, thanks funeral. Laughter for laughter itself gives me a grimace, and even fear. Laughter is nothing but preparation for tragedy.
3277
3278- Well, those crude antics give me a detestable effect.
3279
3280- Because you're a loner, Augusto, a loner, in tiéndemelo well, a loner ... And I will write to cu rar ... No, no, I do not write at all, but because I could pour write, and if they amuse those who read them, I give for paid. But while I manage them put on ca mino healing to some lonely like you, so double ledad ...
3281
3282- Double?
3283
3284- Yes, solitude of body and solitude of soul.
3285
3286- By the way, Victor ...
3287
3288- Yes, I know what you're going to tell me. You were coming to inquire about your status, which for some time is alar Mante, truly alarming, is not it?
3289
3290- Yes, that's it.
3291
3292- I guessed. Well, Augusto, marry and marry as soon as possible.
3293
3294- But with what?
3295
3296- Ah, but is there more than one?
3297
3298- And how have you guessed this too?
3299
3300- Very simple. If you had asked: but with whom ?, I would not have assumed that there is more than one or that there is one; more when asking: but with which ?, it is understood with which of the two, or three, or ten, or ene.
3301
3302- It's true.
3303
3304- Marry, then, marry, with any of the ene you are in love with, with which you have more at hand. And without thinking too much. You see, I got married without thinking; They had to marry us.
3305
3306- It has now given me to devote myself to the expe riences of female psychology.
3307
3308- The only psychological experience about Women is marriage. Which does not marry, you can never experi psychologically ment The only the ratory female psychology or ginepsicología is marriage.
3309
3310- But that's hopeless!
3311
3312- No real experimentation has you. Everyone who gets to want to experience something, but guar giving withdrawal, not burning ships, never know anything for certain. Never trust another surgeon than one who has amputated himself or herself, or surrender to an alienist who is not crazy. Marry, then, if you want to know psychology.
3313
3314- So singles ...
3315
3316- The single is not psychology; it is nothing more than metaphysics, that is, beyond physics, beyond the natural.
3317
3318- And what is that?
3319
3320- A little less than what you are.
3321
3322- I'm in metaphysics? But If I, dear Vic tor, I'm not beyond natural, but here it!
3323
3324- It's the same.
3325
3326- How is that the same?
3327
3328- Yes, more here than natural is the same as beyond, as beyond space is the same as more here than he is. Do you see this line? - and drew a line on a piece of paper. Pro extended by one and another extreme to the infinite and the ends will meet, they will close in the infinite, where everything is found and everything is bundled. Every line is a curve circunferen cia infinite radius and the infinite closed. Then the same thing gives more here of the natural thing than that of beyond. It is not clear?
3329
3330- No, it's dark, very dark.
3331
3332- Well, because it's so dark, marry.
3333
3334- Yes, but ... I have so many doubts!
3335
3336- Better, little Hamlet, better. Doubts ?, then you think; Do you think? Then you are.
3337
3338- Yes, to doubt is to think.
3339
3340- And to think is to doubt and nothing but to doubt. One believes, one knows, one imagines without hesitation; neither faith, nor knowledge, nor imagination suppose doubt, and even doubt destroys them, but one does not think without hesitation. And it is doubt what of faith and knowledge, which are something static, still, dead, thinking, dynamic, restless, alive.
3341
3342- And the imagination?
3343
3344- Yes, there is some doubt there. I tend to doubt what I have to say or do to the characters of my nivola, and even after I have made them say or do something I doubt if it was okay and if it is what really corresponds to them. But ... I go through everything! Yes, yes, there is doubt in imagining, what is a thinking ...
3345
3346 
3347
3348While Augusto and Victor supported this nivolesque conversation , I, the author of this nivola, that you have, reader, in hand and you are reading, smiled at me enigmatically when seeing that my nivolescos characters were advocating for me and justifying my procedures, and told me to myself: "How far will these unhappy people be to think that they are doing nothing but trying to justify what I am doing with them! Thus, when one looks for reasons to justify oneself, one does not do anything other than justify God. And I am the God of these two poor nivolescos devils . »
3349
3350 
3351
3352XXVI
3353
3354 
3355
3356Augusto headed home from Eugenia willing to tempt the last, the ultimate psychological experience, even if you miendo she rejected him. And he met her on the stairs, which came down to leave when he went up to enter.
3357
3358- You here, Don Augusto?
3359
3360- Yes, me; But since you have to leave, I'll leave it for another day; I come back.
3361
3362- No, my uncle is up.
3363
3364- It's not with your uncle, it's with you, Eugenia, with whom I had to talk. Let's leave it for another day.
3365
3366- No, no, let's go back. Hot things.
3367
3368- It's that his uncle is.
3369
3370- Bah! He's an anarchist! We will not call you.
3371
3372And forced Augusto to come up with her. The poor man, who had gone with an air of experimenter sen tíase now frog.
3373
3374When they were alone in the room, Eugenia, without qui Tarse hat with street suit was in Trado, he said:
3375
3376- Well, let's know what he had to tell me.
3377
3378- Well ... well ... - and poor Augusto babbled-- well well...
3379
3380- Good; Well, what?
3381
3382- That I can not rest, Eugenia; I have given a thousand laps magín the things we said slightly m Tima time we spoke, and nevertheless can not bring myself, no, I can not bring myself, I can not!
3383
3384- And what is it that you can not resign yourself to?
3385
3386- Well, to this, Eugenia, to this!
3387
3388- And what is this?
3389
3390- To this, that we are not more than friends ...
3391
3392- More than friends ...! Does it seem to you little, Mr. Augusto? Or do you want us to be less than friends?
3393
3394- No, Eugenia, no, it's not that.
3395
3396- Well, what is it?
3397
3398- By God, do not make me suffer ..
3399
3400- The one who makes you suffer is yourself.
3401
3402- I can not resign myself, no!
3403
3404- Well, what do you want?
3405
3406- May we be ... husband and wife!
3407
3408- Let's finish!
3409
3410- To finish you have to start.
3411
3412- And that word you gave me?
3413
3414- I did not know what he was saying.
3415
3416- And the Rosary that ...
3417
3418- Oh, my God, Eugenia, do not remind me of that! Do not think about the Rosary!
3419
3420Eugenia then took off her hat, put it on a table, sat down again and then slowly and solemnly said:
3421
3422- Well, Augusto, since you who are ultimately after a man, do not think obliged to keep the blade bra, though I am nothing more than a woman should not keep it . Also, I want to get rid of the Rosary and the other Rosaries or Petras that can wrap you up. What did not do gratitude for your detachment or made the spite of what happened to me with Mauricio - you see if I'm frank - makes compassion. Yes, Augusto, I feel sorry for you, a lot of grief! - and saying this gave him two light pats with his right hand on one knee.
3423
3424- Eugenia! -And she held out her arms to co gerla.
3425
3426- Hey, careful! - she exclaimed separating them and stealing from them - careful!
3427
3428- Well, the other time ... the last time ...
3429
3430- Yes, but then it was different!
3431
3432"I'm doing frog" thought the psychologist experi mentally.
3433
3434- Yes --prosiguió Eugenia-- to a friend, nothing more than a friend, can be allowed some small Liberta des that should not be granted to ... well, to ... boyfriend!
3435
3436- Well, I do not understand ...
3437
3438- When we're married, Augusto, I explanatory text Care. And now, quiet, huh?
3439
3440"This is done , " thought Augusto, who already felt com plete and perfectly frog.
3441
3442- And now - added Eugenia getting up - I'm going to call my uncle.
3443
3444- What for?
3445
3446- Here, to give him a part!
3447
3448- It's true! ---- Augusto exclaimed, dismayed.
3449
3450At that moment, Don Fermín arrived.
3451
3452" Look, uncle," Eugenia said, "here you have Don Augusto Perez, who has come to ask for my hand. And I have granted it to him.
3453
3454- Admirable! Admirable! Exclaimed Don Fermín, "admirable! Come here, my daughter, come here to hug you !, ad mirable!
3455
3456- Does he admire you so much that we're going to get married, uncle?
3457
3458- No, what admires me, what snatches me, what subjugates me is the way to have solved this issue, both alone, without mediators ... Long live the anarchy! And it is lás Tima, it is a pity that to accomplish your purpose you may have to go to the authority ... Of course, not here Tarla in the heart of hearts of your conscience, eh ?, pro formula, nothing but pro formula. Because I know that you consider yourself already husband and wife. And in any case I, alone, in the name of the anarchic God, I marry you! And this is enough. Admirable! Admirable! Don Augusto, from today this house is your house.
3459
3460- Starting today?
3461
3462- You are right, yes, it always was. My house ... mine? This house that I live was always from you, it was always from all my brothers. But from today ... you understand me.
3463
3464- Yes, he understands you, uncle.
3465
3466At that moment there was a knock on the door and Eugenia said:
3467
3468- Aunt!
3469
3470And when entering this room and see that, exclaimed:
3471
3472- Already, aware! So is it done? I already knew this.
3473
3474Augusto thought: «Frog, complete frog! And they have caught me all. "
3475
3476- You will stay and eat with us today, for his position, to celebrate ... Dona Ermelinda said.
3477
3478- And what a remedy! - The poor frog escaped.
3479
3480 
3481
3482XXVII
3483
3484 
3485
3486Then began a new life for Augustus. Almost all day he spent at his girlfriend's house and studied not psychology, but aesthetics.
3487
3488And Rosario? Rosario did not return home. The if guiente once led him ironed clothes was another which took a wife either. And I hardly dared to ask why Rosario was not coming. Why, if he guessed? And this contempt, because it was only despre cio, knew him well and, far from hurting, almost made him grace, good. He would retaliate well in Eugenia. Which by its position, still with the "Hey, cuidadito and hands ! Das"
3489
3490Eugenia had him by sight and no more than sight, igniting the appetite. Once he told him:
3491
3492- I want to make some verses in your eyes!
3493
3494And she answered:
3495
3496- Do them!
3497
3498- But for it - he added - it would be convenient that you play the piano a little. Hearing you on it, in your instru professional mento,
3499
3500- But you know, Augusto, that since, thanks to your generosity, I have been able to leave my lessons, I have not played the piano again and I hate it. It has cost me so much trouble!
3501
3502- No matter, touch it, Eugenia, tap it to me is screening my verses.
3503
3504- Be, but for the only time!
3505
3506Eugenia sat down to play the piano and as she played it Augusto wrote this:
3507
3508 
3509
3510My soul wandered away from my body
3511
3512in the lost mists of the idea,
3513
3514lost there in the music notes
3515
3516that the spheres say they sing;
3517
3518and lay my lonely body
3519
3520soulless and sad wandering the earth.
3521
3522Born to plow life together
3523
3524they did not live; because he was matter
3525
3526only and she nothing but spirit
3527
3528looking for completion, sweet Eugenia!
3529
3530More sprouted your eyes as sources
3531
3532of bright light on my path
3533
3534and they caught my soul and brought it
3535
3536from the vague sky to the doubtful earth,
3537
3538put it in my body, and since then
3539
3540And only since then I live, Eugenia!
3541
3542Your eyes are like burning nails
3543
3544that my body to my spirit hold,
3545
3546that make me dream in my feverish blood
3547
3548and that in flesh they convert my ideas.
3549
3550If that light of my life were extinguished,
3551
3552disunited spirit and matter,
3553
3554I would lose myself in heavenly mists
3555
3556and of the deep in the voracious darkness!
3557
3558 
3559
3560- What do you think? Augusto asked after he had read them.
3561
3562- Like my piano, little or nothing musical. And that of «as they say ...».
3563
3564- Yes, it's to give you familiarity ...
3565
3566- And what about "sweet Eugenia" seems like a rubble to me.
3567
3568- What? What are you a gravel yourself?
3569
3570- There, in those verses, yes! And then all that seems very ... very ...
3571
3572- Come on, yes, very nivodesco.
3573
3574- What is that?
3575
3576- Nothing, a scam that we bring between Victor and me.
3577
3578- Well look, Augusto, I do not want scams in my house after we get married, you know? No scams or dogs. With ­ that you can go thinking about what you have to do with Orfeo ...
3579
3580- But Eugenia, by God !, if you know how you in Contré, poor thing !, if also my confidant ... If it who direct my monologues all ...!
3581
3582- it is that when we're married is not to be Monolo gos at home. The dog is too much!
3583
3584- By God, Eugenia, even until we have a child ...
3585
3586- If we have it ...
3587
3588- Sure, if we have it. And if not, why not the dog? Why not the dog, which has been said with such justice that would be the best friend of man if he had money ...?
3589
3590- No, if I had money the dog would not be a friend of hom bre, I'm sure. Because he does not have it is his friend.
3591
3592Another day Eugenia told Augusto:
3593
3594- Look, Augusto, I have to tell you about a very serious serious matter, and I beg you to forgive me suede hand if what I tell you ...
3595
3596- By God, Eugenia, talk!
3597
3598- You know that boyfriend I had ...
3599
3600- Yes, Mauricio.
3601
3602- But you do not know why I had to dispatch the very scoundrel ...
3603
3604- I do not want to know.
3605
3606- That honors you. As well; I had to dispatch the has Ragan and scoundrel that, but ...
3607
3608- What, still chasing you?
3609
3610- Still!
3611
3612- Oh, as I fuck him! ...
3613
3614- No, it's not that. I pursued, but not with the in tenciones you think, but with others.
3615
3616- Let's see! Let's see!
3617
3618- Do not be alarmed, Augustus, do not be alarmed. Poor Mauricio does not bite, barks.
3619
3620- Ah, then do what the Arabic proverb says: «If you are going to stop with every dog ​​that comes out to bark on the road; you will never reach the end of it. "It's no use throwing stones at them. Ignore him.
3621
3622- I think there's another better way.
3623
3624- What?
3625
3626- Take bread crusts in your pocket and throw them away to the dogs that come out to bark at us, because they bark because of hunger.
3627
3628- What do you mean?
3629
3630- That now Mauricio does not intend but to look for any placement or a way of living and says that he will leave me alone, and if not ...
3631
3632- If not ...
3633
3634- Threatens to persecute me to commit ...
3635
3636- Shameless! Bandit!
3637
3638- Do not get upset. And I think the best is quitámosle of in the middle placement anyone seeking him give to live and that is as far as possible. It is, in addition, on my part something of compassion because the poor thing is as it is, and ...
3639
3640- Maybe you're right, Eugenia. And look, I think po Dré fix everything. Tomorrow I will speak to a friend of mine and I think we will look for that job.
3641
3642And, in effect, he could find the job and get him assigned far enough.
3643
3644 
3645
3646XXVII
3647
3648 
3649
3650Augusto twisted the gesture when one morning Liduvina announced that a young man was waiting for him and he later found out that he was Mauricio. He went to say goodbye without hearing him, but he was attracted to the man who was once a boyfriend of Eugenia, whom he loved and perhaps still wanted in some way; the man who perhaps knew what was to be his wife, Augustus, intimacies that this igno Raba; of that man who ... There was something that united them.
3651
3652- I come, Mr. --empezó submissively Mauricio--, to thank him for the favor that famous thanks to the me diation of Eugenia you have deigned to give me ...
3653
3654- You do not have anything to thank me for, my lord, and I hope that from now on you will leave the one who is going to be my wife in peace.
3655
3656- But I did not bother her in the least!
3657
3658- I know what to expect.
3659
3660- Since I fired, and did well to fire me , because I am not that, it, I have tried to comfort me as best I could that misfortune and res petar, of course, its determinations. And if she has told you something else ...
3661
3662- I beg you not to mention again the woman who is going to be my wife, let alone insinuate the one who has lacked the least truth. Take comfort as you can and leave us alone.
3663
3664- It's true. And again I give you two the gra ences for the favor that made me giving me this little job. I will go to serve him and I will console myself as best I can. I think certainly take me to a lot of chita ...
3665
3666- And what does that matter to me, gentleman?
3667
3668- It seems to me that you should know her ...
3669
3670- How? How? Do you want to mock ...?
3671
3672- No ... no ... It's one Rosario, who is in an ironing shop and I think he used to take the iron to you ...
3673
3674Augusto paled. "Will he know all this?" He said to himself, and this was even more likely than his previous suspicion that this man knew about Eugenia what he did not know. But Repub sose the prompt and exclaimed:
3675
3676- And what do you come with that now?
3677
3678- It seems to me --prosiguió Mauritius, as if hu Biese nothing-- heard that the despised us must jar which we us comfort each other.
3679
3680- But what do you mean, man, do you want us ted mean? Augusto thought --and if there was him who is cenario his latest adventure with Rosario, strangle or not the man.
3681
3682- Do not get upset like this, Don Augusto, do not get upset like that! I do not want to say anything other than what I said. She ... which you do not want me to lie, I despise, I des Pacho, and I have found that poor Chicuela, which spurned another and ...
3683
3684Augustus could no longer contain himself; he paled first, then lit up, got up, took Mauricio by both arms, lifted him up and threw him on the sofa without realizing what he was doing, as if to strangle him. And then, seeing Mauricio on the couch, he said with the utmost coldness:
3685
3686- Look at yourself now, Don Augusto, in my eyes and see how small it looks ...
3687
3688Poor Augustus thought he was melting. At least the strength of his arms melted, the room began to turn into a fog in his eyes; he thought, "Will I be so Nando?" and found that Mauricio, standing now and before him, looking at him with a sly smile:
3689
3690- Oh, it was nothing, Don Augusto, it was nothing! You must excuse me, a fit ... do not even know what I did ... and I realized ... And thank you, thank you , again gra ences !, thank you and ... it! Goodbye!
3691
3692Mauricio had just left, called Augusto to Lidu vina.
3693
3694- Say, Liduvina, who has been here with me?
3695
3696- A young man.
3697
3698- What are you talking about?
3699
3700- But do you need me to tell you?
3701
3702- Really, has someone been here with me?
3703
3704- Señorito!
3705
3706- No ... no ... Swear that has been here with me a jo see the signs and you tell me ... tall, blond, is not it ?, mustache, thick rather than thin, nose aquiline ... have you been?
3707
3708- But are you good, Don Augusto?
3709
3710- It has not been a dream ...?
3711
3712- As we have not dreamed the two ...
3713
3714- No, you can not dream two at the same time the same thing. And it is precisely known that something is not a dream in which it is not one ...
3715
3716- Well, yes, be calm, yes! It was that young man who says.
3717
3718- And what did he say when he left?
3719
3720- When he left, he did not talk to me ... I did not see him ...
3721
3722- And you do you know who he is, Liduvina?
3723
3724- Yes, I know who he is. The one who was the boyfriend of ...
3725
3726- Yes, enough. And now, who is it?
3727
3728- That would already be knowing too much.
3729
3730- As women you know so many things that you do not in Senan ...
3731
3732- Yes, and instead we fail to learn that Quie ren teach.
3733
3734- Well, tell the truth, Liduvina: do not you know who this ... neighbor is now with?
3735
3736- No, but I guess.
3737
3738- Why?
3739
3740- For what you are saying.
3741
3742- Well, call Domingo now.
3743
3744- What for?
3745
3746- To know if I am still still dreaming or not, and if you are really Liduvina, his wife, or if ...
3747
3748- Or if Domingo is dreaming too? But I think there is something better.
3749
3750- What?
3751
3752- Let Orpheus come .
3753
3754- You're right; He does not dream!
3755
3756After a while, having left Liduvina, the dog entered.
3757
3758"Come here, Orpheus, " said his master, "come here! Poor quote !, how few days left to live you and me! He does not want you at home. And where am I going to cast you? What am I going to do with you? What will become of you without me? You are able to mo rirte, I know! Only a dog is capable of dying when it sees itself without a master. And I have been more than your master, your father, your god! He does not love you at home; he kicks you from my side! It is that you, the sym bolus of happiness, you hinder him at home? Who knows...! I a dog surprised the most secret thoughts of people with whom he lives, and although it ca lle ... And I have to get married, I have no choice but to ca EMRSA ... if not, never going out of sleep! I have to wake up. »
3759
3760«But why are you looking at me like that, Orpheus? If it seems that you cry without tears ...! Do you want to tell me something? I see you suffer for not having words. How soon I assured you that you do not dream! You are dreaming me, Orpheus! Why are men men but because there are dogs and cats and horses and oxen and sheep and animals of all kinds, especially domestic ?, is that in the absence of domestic animals in which download the weight of the animality of life would the man reached his humanity? It is that not having domesticated the horse man not an give half of our lineage lugging the other half? Yes, civilization is owed to you. And to women. But is not the woman another animal ­ mestic? And if there were no women, would men be men? Oh, Orpheus, comes from outside who throws you out of the house! »
3761
3762And he pressed her to his breast, and the dog, which seemed to cry, licked his beard.
3763
3764 
3765
3766XXIX
3767
3768 
3769
3770Everything was ready for the wedding. Augusto which would collect and modest, but she, his future wife, seemed to prefer to be given more pageantry and resonance.
3771
3772As that time approached, the boyfriend burned to take certain small liberties and trusts, and she, Eugenia, remained more in reserve.
3773
3774- But if in a few days we are going to be each other, Eugenia!
3775
3776- Well, for the same reason. It is necessary that we begin to respect ourselves.
3777
3778- Respect ... Respect ... Respect excludes love.
3779
3780- That you will believe ... Man at last!
3781
3782And Augusto noticed something strange in her, something forced. Once it seemed he was trying to dodge her looks you give. And he remembered his mother, his poor mother, and the longing he always felt for his son to marry well. And now, next to marry Eugenia, he was more tormented by what Mauricio told him to take Rosario. Sen aunt jealousy, a furious jealousy and anger for having missed a chance for ridicule when he stood before the wench. "Now they are laughing at me two --se of cía--, and doubly because it has left Eugenia enca jándomela and because it leads me to Rosario." And once he went furious desire to break his commitment and go to the conquest of Rosario, to wrest it from Mauricio.
3783
3784- And of that little girl, of that Rosary, what has been done? Eugenia asked a few days before the wedding.
3785
3786- And why do you remember that now?
3787
3788- Ah, if you do not like the memory, I'll leave it!
3789
3790- No ... no ... but ...
3791
3792- Yes, as she once interrupted our interview ... Have you not heard from her again? - and looked at him with a look of those that cross.
3793
3794- No, I have not heard from her again.
3795
3796- Who is winning or who will be with quistado at this time ...? --And turning his gaze Au gladly set in a vacuum, beyond looking.
3797
3798Groom's mind passed, in droves, strange water down ros. «This seems to know something», he fixed, and then out loud:
3799
3800- Do you know anything?
3801
3802- Me? - she answered feigning indifference and returned to look at him.
3803
3804Between the two floated shadow of mystery.
3805
3806- I guess you forgot it ...
3807
3808- But why this insistence on telling me about that ... girl?
3809
3810- What do I know! ... Because, speaking of something else, what will happen to a man when another takes away the woman he pretended to and takes her away?
3811
3812Augustus saw a surge of blood to his head upon hearing this. Entráronle want to go out, run for Ro Sario, win and return with her to Eugenia to say this: "Here you have it , it's mine ... and not your Mauricio!"
3813
3814It was three days before the wedding. Augusto left his girlfriend's house thoughtfully. He could hardly sleep that night.
3815
3816The next morning, when he awoke, he entered Lidu vina in her room.
3817
3818- Here is a letter for the young man; They just brought it. I think it's from Miss Eugenia ...
3819
3820- Letter? About her? From her letter? Leave it there and go!
3821
3822Liduvina left. Augustus began to tremble. A strange restlessness stirred his heart. He remembered Rosario, then Mauricio. But he did not want to touch the letter. He looked with terror at the envelope. He rose, washed, dressed, asked of sayuno, then devouring. No, I do not want to read it here, he told himself. He left his house, went to the nearest church, and there, among a few devotees who heard mass, opened the letter. "Here I have to restrain myself --se said he, for I do not know what my heart tells me things." And the letter said:
3823
3824 
3825
3826«Appreciable Augusto: When you read these lines I will be with Mauricio on the way to the town where he is destined thanks to your kindness, to which I must also be able to enjoy my rents, which with his salary will allow us to live together with some relief. I'm not asking you to forgive me, because after this I think you'll be convinced that I would not have made you happy or you, much less me. When you pass the first impression I will write again to explain why I take this step now and in this way. Mauricio wanted us to have escaped on the day of the wedding, after leaving the church; but his plan was very complicated and I also found a inu cruelty useful. And as I said on another occasion, I'll stay ami gos. Your friend.
3827
3828 
3829
3830Eugenia Domingo del Arco.
3831
3832 
3833
3834PS Rosario does not come with us. It stays with you and you can comfort yourself with it. "
3835
3836 
3837
3838Augusto sank down on a bench, stunned. After a while he knelt and prayed.
3839
3840When he left the church it seemed to him that he was calm, but it was a terrible tranquility of embarrassment. He went home from Eugenia, where he found the poor guys cons ternados. The niece had informed them by letter of her determination and she did not remain throughout the night. He had to Mado the couple a train which left at dusk, shortly after the last interview Augusto with his girlfriend.
3841
3842- And what do we do now? Said Dona Ermelinda.
3843
3844- What we have to do, ma'am - answered Augusto - but hold on!
3845
3846- This is an indignity - exclaimed Don Fermín -; these things should not be left without an exemplary punishment!
3847
3848- And are you, Don Fermín, you, the anarchist ...?
3849
3850- And what does it have to do? These things are not done like this. A man is not deceived like that!
3851
3852- The other has not cheated! Au said coldly taste, and after having said panicked the coldness with which to say it .
3853
3854- But he will cheat you ... he will cheat you ... do not doubt it!
3855
3856Augusto felt a diabolical pleasure in thinking that Eugenia would cheat Corporal Mauricio. "But not with me anymore," he said to himself very quietly, so that he barely heard himself.
3857
3858- Well, gentlemen, I regret what happened, and most of all for your niece, but I must retire.
3859
3860- You will understand, Don Augusto, that we ... - Dona Ermelinda began.
3861
3862- Sure! Of course! But...
3863
3864That could not be prolonged. Augustus, after a few more words, left.
3865
3866He was terrified of himself and of what was happening to him, or better yet, of what did not happen to him. That coldness, at least apparent, with which he received the blow of the supreme mockery, that calmness made him even doubt his own existence. "If I were a man like the others," he said to himself, "with a heart; if he were even a man, if he really existed, how could he have received this with the relative ease with which I receive him? "And he began, without realizing it, to feel himself, and even pinched himself to see if he felt it.
3867
3868Suddenly he felt someone pulling on his leg. Was Orfeo, who had come to meet him, to conso I dis- assemble it. Seeing Orfeo felt, strange to say !, a great ale Gria, took him in his arms and said , "Rejoice, Orfeo mine, rejoice !, glad you two! They no longer kick you out of the house; they no longer separate you from me; they will not separate us from each other anymore! We will live together in life and in death. There is no evil that does not come good, no matter how bad the evil is and however small the good may be, or the other way around. You, you are faithful, Orpheus mine, you are faithful! I already guess that sometimes you will look for your dog, but that's not why you run away from home, that's not why you abandon me; you are faithful, you. And look, so you never have to leave, I'll bring a bitch home, yes, I'll bring it to you. For now, it is that you came to meet me to comfort the penalty should have, or I in accounts so when returning from a visit to your bitch? Mo all both you are faithful, you, and nobody will miss you my house, nobody will separate us. "
3869
3870He entered his house, and as soon as he saw her again, alone, the tempest that seemed calm was unleashed in his soul. He invaded a feeling that arose with melted sadness, bitter sadness, jealousy, anger, fear, hate, love, compassion, contempt, and especially to see Guenza, a huge embarrassment, and the terrible awareness ridiculous that was.
3871
3872- He killed me! He said to Liduvina.
3873
3874- Who?
3875
3876- She.
3877
3878And locked himself in his room. And at the same time that the images of Eugenia and Mauricio presented their spirit to Rosario, who also made fun of him. And he remembered his mother. He lay on the bed, bit the pillow, he could not quite say anything concrete, he fell silent the mo NoLogo, felt like he was acorchase the soul and began to mourn. And he cried, he cried, he cried. And in the silent weeping the thought melted.
3879
3880 
3881
3882XXX
3883
3884 
3885
3886Victor found Augusto sunk in a corner of a sofa, looking below the floor.
3887
3888- What is that? He asked, putting a hand on her shoulder.
3889
3890- And you ask me what this is? Do not you know what happened to me?
3891
3892- Yes, I know what has happened to you outside, that is, what she has done; what I do not know is what happens inside, that is, I do not know why you are like this ...
3893
3894- It seems impossible!
3895
3896- A love has gone away, that of a; Do not you have b, or c, or x, or any other n?
3897
3898- It's not the occasion for jokes, I think.
3899
3900- On the contrary, this is the occasion for jokes.
3901
3902- It's that it does not hurt in love; It is mockery, ridicule, ridicule! They have mocked me, they have mocked me, they have ridiculed me; They have wanted to prove to me ... what do I know? ... that I do not exist.
3903
3904- What happiness!
3905
3906- Do not tease, Victor.
3907
3908- And why do not I make fun? You, dear experi Mentador, wanted to take the frog, and it is she who has taken you from frog to you. Splash, then, in the pond, and croak and live!
3909
3910- I beg you again ...
3911
3912- Do not joke, huh? Well, I'll joke. For these goose sions it has made mockery.
3913
3914- It's corrosive.
3915
3916- And you have to corrode. And you have to confuse. Confuse everything, confuse everything. Confuse the dream with the candle, the fiction with the reality, the true with the false; confuse everything in a single fog. The joke that is not corrosive and confusing is useless. The child laughs at the tragedy; the old man cries in comedy. Did you have CERLA frog, frog made you; accept it, then, and know for yourself frog.
3917
3918- What do you mean by that?
3919
3920- Experiment in yourself.
3921
3922- Yes, let me kill myself.
3923
3924- I do not say yes or no. It would be a solution like another, but not the best.
3925
3926- So, look for them and kill them.
3927
3928- Killing for killing is nonsense. At best for li brarse of hatred, which only corrupt the soul. For more than one cured rancorous rancor and felt standing dad, and even love his victim, once he satisfied his hatred in it. The bad act liberates from the bad feeling. And it is because the law makes sin.
3929
3930- And what am I going to do?
3931
3932- You will have heard that in this world there is nothing but devouring or being devoured ...
3933
3934- Yes, make fun of others or be mocked.
3935
3936- No; There is another third term and it is devouring oneself, making fun of oneself. Devastate! Which of Vora has, but remember not tired of finishing their joys and becomes pessimistic; he who is devoured suffers, and does not get tired of waiting for the release of his sorrows and becomes optimistic. Devorate yourself, and as the pleasure and neutralize devorarte be confused with the pain of being devo rado, arrive at the perfect equanimity of spirit, ataraxia; you will be nothing but a mere spectacle for yourself.
3937
3938- And is it you, you, Victor, you who come with those things?
3939
3940- Yes, I, Augusto, me, it's me!
3941
3942- Well, at one time you did not think that way ... so corrosive.
3943
3944- It's just that he was not a father then.
3945
3946- And being a father ...?
3947
3948- Being a father, who is not crazy or a fool, arouses the most terrible thing in man: the sen Tido responsibility! I give my son the perennial legacy of humanity. With meditating on the mystery of fatherhood there is to go crazy. And if most of the parents do not go crazy, it's because they're stupid ... or they're not parents. Rejoice, then, Augustus, with that has bérsete escaped prevented you that you were perhaps father. And I told you to marry, but not that you became a father. Marriage is an experiment ... psychological; the Paterni dad is ... pathological.
3949
3950- It's just that he made me father, Víctor!
3951
3952- How? What made you father?
3953
3954- Yes, of myself! With this I think I was born ras And to suffer, to die.
3955
3956- Yes, the second birth, the real, is born by the pain unceasing awareness of death, which is tamos always dying. But if you have made yourself a father of yourself, you have become a son of yourself as well.
3957
3958- It seems impossible, Victor, seems impossible that pa sándome what happens to me, after what he has done with migo ... she can still hear !, calmly these subtleties, these games concept, these ghoulish humoradas, and until something worse ...
3959
3960- What?
3961
3962- That they distract me. I get irritated against myself!
3963
3964- it is comedy, Augusto, is the comedy that represen tamos to ourselves, in what is called the internal forum, on the stage of consciousness, making both comic and spectators. And in the scene of pain we represent pain and it seems to us a dissonance that suddenly makes us want to laugh then. And that's when we feel the most desire for it. Comedy, comedy pain!
3965
3966- What if the comedy of pain leads one to suici be?
3967
3968- Suicide comedy!
3969
3970- It's really dying!
3971
3972- Comedy too!
3973
3974- Well, what is real, what is true, what is felt?
3975
3976- And who told you that comedy is not real and see dadera and heartfelt?
3977
3978- Then?
3979
3980- That everything is one and the same; that we must confuse, Augustus, we must confuse. And the one who does not confuse is confused.
3981
3982- And the one who confuses too.
3983
3984- Maybe.
3985
3986- Then?
3987
3988- Well this, chatting, subtlety, playing with words and words ... just hang out!
3989
3990- They will be happening!
3991
3992- And you too! Have you ever found your pro IOPs eyes more interesting than now? How does one know that you have a member if it does not hurt?
3993
3994- Well, what am I going to do now?
3995
3996- Do ... do ... do ..! Bah, you're already feeling like a drama character or a novel character! Contentémonos with being it of ... nivola! Do ... do ... do ...! Do you think we do little with being like this talking? It is the mania of action, that is, pantomime. They say that many things happen in a drama where the actors can have cer many gestures and make great strides and pretend duels and jump and ... !, pantomime pantomime! They talk dema siado !, say sometimes. As if it were not talking has cer. In the beginning was the Word and by the Word everything was made. If now, for example, some ... hidden nivolista there, after that closet, take a stenographic note of how much ­ We are here saying and reproducing it, it is easy for readers to say that nothing happens, and yet ...
3997
3998- Oh, if they could see me inside, Victor, you grab Guro they would not say such a thing!
3999
4000- Inside, inside? Who? From you? From me? We do not have inside. When they would not say that nothing happens here, it is when they could see themselves inside of themselves, of them, of those who read. The soul of a perso naje of drama, novel or nivola has no interior which gives ...
4001
4002- Yes, its author.
4003
4004- No, the reader.
4005
4006- Well, I assure you, Victor ...
4007
4008- Do not insure anything and devote yourself. It is the sure thing.
4009
4010- And I devour myself, I devour myself. I started, Victor, as a shadow, as a fiction; For years I have wandered like a ghost, like a doll fog, without believing in my own existence, imagining being a fantasy character tico a hidden genius invented to amuse himself or desaho Garse; but now, after what they have done to me, give because of what they have done to me, after this mockery, this ferocity of mockery, now yes !, now I feel now I touch me now I do not doubt my real existence!
4011
4012- Comedy !, Comedy! Comedy!
4013
4014- How?
4015
4016- Yes, in the comedy comes the one who believes himself to be the one who represents him.
4017
4018- But what do you propose with all this?
4019
4020- Distract you. And besides, if, as I said a nivo list hidden that we are hearing takes note of our words to play them one day, the reader nivola comes to doubt, even was a fugitive moment of his own reality of bulk and it is created in turn no more than a nivolesque character , like us.
4021
4022- And that for what?
4023
4024- To redeem him.
4025
4026- Yes, I've already heard that the most liberating of art is that it makes you forget that it exists. There are those who sink into the reading of novels to distract themselves from themselves, to forget their sorrows ...
4027
4028- No, the most liberating of art is that it makes one doubt that it exists.
4029
4030- And what is it to exist?
4031
4032- See? You are already healing; you already begin to devour yourself. It proves that question. To be or not Sere said Ham let, one of those who invented Shakespeare.
4033
4034- Well, Victor, that being or not being has always seemed like a solemn emptiness.
4035
4036- The phrases, the deeper, are more empty. There is no depth greater than that of a bottomless pit. What do you think is the truest thing of all?
4037
4038- Well ... well ... what about Descartes: «I think, then I am.»
4039
4040- No, but this: A = A.
4041
4042- But that's nothing!
4043
4044- And therefore it is the truest, because it is nothing. But that other emptiness of Descartes, do you think it is so incontrovertible?
4045
4046- And so much ...!
4047
4048- Well, or did Descartes say that?
4049
4050- Yes!
4051
4052- And it was not true. Because, like Descartes, he has been nothing more than a fictional entity, an invention of history, because ... he did not exist ... he did not even think!
4053
4054- And who said that?
4055
4056- Nobody said that; That's what he said himself.
4057
4058- So, who was and thought was the thought that?
4059
4060- Sure! And, imagine, that is equivalent to saying that being is thinking and what you do not think is not.
4061
4062- Of course!
4063
4064- Well, do not think, Augusto, do not think. And if you empe NAS thinking ...
4065
4066- What?
4067
4068- Devastate!
4069
4070- I mean, what do I commit suicide ...?
4071
4072- In that I do not want to get involved anymore. Goodbye!
4073
4074And Victor went off, leaving lost aAugusto and confun dido in thought.
4075
4076 
4077
4078XXXI
4079
4080 
4081
4082That tempest of Augusto's soul ended, as in terrible calm, in the decision to commit suicide. Aca wanted to bar himself, which was the source of its own misfortunes. But before carrying out its purpose, as the castaway who clings to a weak table, it occurred to sultarlo me, the author of this whole story. For in tonces had read Augusto one of my trial that although in passing, talked of suicide, and that impression seemed to make him and other things that I had read, who did not want to leave this world without having known and Plati ed a while with me. Therefore, he undertook a trip here to Salamanca, where live more than twenty years ago to vi sitarme.
4083
4084When I announced I smiled visit enigmatic mind and sent him pass my office-library. He entered it like a ghost, looked at a portrait of me in the oil that presides over the books of my bookstore, and at a sign of mine sat down in front of me.
4085
4086He started talking to me about my literary works and more or less philosophical, demonstrating know them quite well, not left, Try it !, to flatter, and it guida he began to tell his life and misfortunes. I cut him telling him that ahorrase work because of the vicissitudes of his life he knew as much as him, and give it showed the most intimate details quoting him and he believed more secrets. He looked at me with eyes of true terror and like someone who looks at an incredible being; I thought I noticed that he altered the color and pattern of the face and until tem blaba. I had fascinated him.
4087
4088- It seems a lie! - he repeated--, it seems a lie! If I did not see it, I would not believe it ... I do not know if I'm awake or dreaming ...
4089
4090- Neither awake nor dreaming - I replied.
4091
4092- I do not explain it to me ... I do not explain it - he added -; But since you seem to know about me as much as I know myself, perhaps you guess my purpose ...
4093
4094- Yes --le said--, you --and I emphasized this autoritario-- you a tone, you, overwhelmed by your misfortunes, you conce bido the diabolical idea of committing suicide, and before doing so, moved by something you have read one of my latest in tunics, come to consult me .
4095
4096The poor man was shaking like a leaf, Miran dome would look like a man possessed. He tried to get up, perhaps to run away from me; could not. He did not have his strength.
4097
4098- No, do not move! - I ordered.
4099
4100- Is that ... is that ... - he stammered.
4101
4102- It's that you can not kill yourself, even if you want to.
4103
4104- How? He exclaimed at being so denied and contradicted.
4105
4106- Yes. So that one can kill oneself, what is necessary? --asked.
4107
4108- That has the courage to do it - he answered me.
4109
4110- No - I said - that he is alive!
4111
4112- Of course!
4113
4114- And you are not alive!
4115
4116- How come I'm not alive? Is it that I'm dead? --And began, without realizing what he was doing, to feel himself.
4117
4118- No, man, no! - I replied -. I told you before that you were neither awake nor asleep, and now I tell you that you are neither dead nor alive.
4119
4120- Just explain yourself once, for God's sake, just explain! --Me pleaded consternado--, for they are such things I'm seeing and hearing this afternoon, I fear going crazy.
4121
4122- Well then; the truth is, dear Augusto - I said to him with the sweetest of my voices - that you can not kill yourself because you are not alive, and that you are not alive, nor dead, because you do not exist ...
4123
4124- How do I not exist? ---- exclaimed.
4125
4126- No, you only exist as a fiction entity; you are not, poor Augustus, more than a product of my fantasy and those of my readers who read the story that I have written of your feigned fortunes and misadventures; you are nothing more than a novel character, or nivola, or whatever you want to call him. You know, then, your secret.
4127
4128Upon hearing this, the poor man looked at me for a while with one of those piercing glances that seemed to pierce the eye to go further, then he looked for a moment at my oil portrait that presides over my books, he turned his color and his breath, it was recovering, became master of himself, rested his elbows on my table, it was leaning against me and his face in his palms and my randome with a smile in his eyes, he told me slow mind:
4129
4130- Look well, Don Miguel ... lest you are wrong and it happens precisely the opposite of what you believe and tell me.
4131
4132- And what is the opposite? - I asked him alarmed to see him recover his own life.
4133
4134- Do not be, my dear Don Miguel - he added -, that it is you and not me the entity of fiction, the one that does not exist in reality, nor alive, nor dead ... Do not be that you do not pass from being a pretext for my story to reach the world ...
4135
4136- That was missing! - I exclaimed something annoying.
4137
4138- No exalts you, sir de Unamuno --me re plicó--, keep calm. You have expressed doubts about my existence ...
4139
4140- Doubts not - I interrupted--; absolute certainty that you do not exist outside of my fictional production.
4141
4142- Well, do not be so upset if I in my turn doubt your existence and not my own. VA mos accounts: Was it not you who not once but several times said that Don Quixote and Sancho are no longer real, but more real than Cervantes?
4143
4144- I can not deny it, but my sense in saying that was ...
4145
4146- Well, let's stop those feelings and go to something else. When a man asleep inert in bed dreams something, what is it that exists more, he as a dreaming consciousness, or his dream?
4147
4148- And if he dreams that he himself exists, the dreamer? - I replied back to me.
4149
4150- In that case, friend Don Miguel, I ask in my turn, in what way does he exist, as a dreamer who dreams, or as a dreamer of himself? And notice, moreover, that by admitting this discussion with me I already recognize existence independent of itself.
4151
4152- No, no, not that! - I said vividly. I ne cesito discuss, without question not live without contradiction, as there besides me who argue against me and tell me invention into who does it. My monologues are dialogues.
4153
4154- And perhaps the dialogues that you forge are no more than monologues ...
4155
4156- It can be. But I tell you and I repeat that you do not exist outside of me ...
4157
4158'And I go back to insinuate you the idea that it is us ted that does not exist outside of me and the other characters who you believe have invented. I am sure that it would be in my opinion Don Avito Carrascal and the great Don Fulgencio ...
4159
4160- Do not lie to that ...
4161
4162- Well, stop it, do not bother him. And let's see, what do you think of my suicide?
4163
4164- Well, I think that as you do not exist more than in my fantasy, I repeat it to you, and since you should not and can only do what I want, and since I do not really want you to commit suicide, you will commit suicide. I said it!
4165
4166- That I do not really like, Mr. de Unamuno, he's very Spanish, but he's very ugly. And even knew ning his strange theory that I do not exist really and you yes, I am merely a fictitious entity, product novelistic fantasy or nivolesca you, even then I should not be submitted to what you call your real gain, at your whim. Even called in tes fiction have their internal logic ...
4167
4168- Yes, I know that cantata.
4169
4170- Indeed; a novelist, a playwright, they can not do at all what they fancy about a character they believe; a body of novelistic fiction can not in good art law, which no reader would expect hi CIESE ...
4171
4172- A fictional being maybe ...
4173
4174- Then?
4175
4176- But a being nivolesco ...
4177
4178- Let these antics that offend me and I hie ren to the quick. I, myself is, I believe, I am because you gave it to me, as you suppose, have my character, my way of being, my inner logic, and this ló gica asks me to kill myself ...
4179
4180- You'll believe that, but you're wrong!
4181
4182- Let 's see, why am I wrong ?, What I equi voco? Show me what my mistake is. As the most difficult science there is to know oneself, it is easy for me to be wrong and suicide is not the most logical solution to my misadventures, but prove it to me. Because if it is difficult, friend Don Miguel, that self-knowledge, there is another knowledge that I find no less difficult than the ...
4183
4184- What is it? --asked.
4185
4186He looked at me with an enigmatic smile and sly len LY told me:
4187
4188- For even more difficult than that one knows himself he is a novelist or playwright co Nozca either the characters or create pretend pretending ...
4189
4190I was starting to get restless with these outputs Au taste, and lose my patience.
4191
4192- And I insist that even --añadió-- granted to us ted has given me a fictitious being and being, can not you, just like that and because, because you damn well please , as you say, keep me from me suicide
4193
4194- Well, enough! Enough! I I exclaimed giving a PUNE tazo in Camilla Shut up !, I do not want to hear any more imperti nencias ...! And of a creature of mine! And since you already have me fed up and I also do not know what to do with you, I decide right now not because you do not kill yourself, but kill you. You will die, then, but soon! Coming Soon!
4195
4196- How? Exclaimed Augusto, startled, "what are you going to let me die, to make me die, to kill me?
4197
4198- Yes, I'm going to make you die!
4199
4200- Ah, that never! Never! Never! --scream.
4201
4202- Ah! - I said looking at him with pity and anger -. So you were willing to kill you and you do not want me to kill you? So you were going to take your life and resist that I took it away?
4203
4204- Yes, it's not the same ...
4205
4206- Indeed, I have heard similar cases. I heard of one that came a night armed with a revolver and dis position to take their lives, left some thieves to rob him, attacked him, he fought back , killing one of them fled others, and seeing that he had bought his life for another's he gave up his purpose.
4207
4208- It is understood - Augusto observed -; the thing was to take someone's life, kill a man, and since he killed another man, what was to be killed? Most of the suicides are frustrated murderers; they kill themselves for lack of courage to kill others ...
4209
4210- Oh, I understand you, Augusto, I understand you! You mean that if you had the courage to kill Eugenia or Mauri cio or both would not think of killing yourself, huh?
4211
4212- Look, precisely at those ... no!
4213
4214- Who, then?
4215
4216- To you! - and looked me in the eyes.
4217
4218- How? - I exclaimed getting up - how? But has it crossed your mind to kill me? You? And me?
4219
4220- Sit down and be calm. Or is it that you believe, friend Don Miguel, that it would be the first case in which a fiction entity, as you call me, will kill the one who believed it to be ... fictitious?
4221
4222- This is already too much - I was saying as I was walking through my office - this is over the top! This does not happen more than ...
4223
4224- More than in the nivolas - he concluded sarcastically.
4225
4226- Well, enough! Enough! Enough! This will not be to erate! You coming to see me , me, and you start by dis cutirme my own existence, then the right I have to make you whatever I damn well , yes, just like it sounds, whatever I damn well please , what let me get out of ...
4227
4228- Do not be so Spanish, Don Miguel ...
4229
4230- And that more, fool! Well , yes, I am Spanish, Spain lish birth, education, body, spirit, language and even profession or occupation; Spanish primarily and foremost, and españolismo is my religion, and the sky I want to believe is a celestial and eternal Spain and my God a Spanish God, Our Lord Don Qui Jote, a God who thinks in Spanish and Spanish said: let the light be, and his verb was a Spanish verb ...
4231
4232- Well, so what? - He interrupted me, returning to reality.
4233
4234- And then you hinted at the idea of ​​killing me. ¿Ma Tarme ?, me ?, you? I die at the hands of one of my creatures! I do not tolerate more. And to punish your audacity and those dissolving doctrines, extravagant, anarchic, with which you have come to me, I resolve and I fail you to die. As soon as you get to your house you will die. You will die, I tell you, you will die!
4235
4236- But for God's sake! ... - Augusto exclaimed, already pleading and with trembling and pale fear.
4237
4238- There is no God worth. You will die!
4239
4240- It's that I want to live, Don Miguel, I want to live, I want to live ...
4241
4242- Did not you plan to kill yourself?
4243
4244- Oh, if it is for that, I swear, Mr. de Unamuno, that I will not kill myself, that I will not take this life that God or you have given me; I swear ... Now that you want to kill me, I want to live, live, live ...
4245
4246- What a life! - I exclaimed.
4247
4248- Yes, whatever it is. I want to live, but be re-bur side, though another Eugenia and another Mauricio tear my heart. I want to live, live, live ...
4249
4250- It can not be anymore ... it can not be ...
4251
4252- I want to live, live ... and be me, me, me ...
4253
4254- But if you're nothing but what I want ...
4255
4256- I want to be me, be me! I want to live! - and his voice was crying.
4257
4258- It can not be ... it can not be ...
4259
4260- Look, Don Miguel, for your children, for your wife, for what you most want ... Look, you will not be you ... that will die.
4261
4262He fell at my feet on his knees, pleading and exclaiming:
4263
4264- Don Miguel, for God's sake, I want to live, I want to be me!
4265
4266- It can not be, poor Augusto - I said taking him a hand and raising him -, it can not be! I already have it written and it is irrevocable; you can not live anymore. I do not know what to do about you anymore. God, when you do not know what to make of noso ters, kills us. And I do not forget that the idea of ​​killing me went through your mind ...
4267
4268- But if I, Don Miguel ...
4269
4270- It does not matter; I know what I'm saying. And I am afraid that, in effect, if I do not kill you, soon you will kill me.
4271
4272- But do not we stay in that ...?
4273
4274- It can not be, Augusto, it can not be. Your time has arrived. It is already written and I can not turn back. You mori rás. For what life has to do for you ...
4275
4276- But ... for God's sake ...
4277
4278- There is not, but not God, worth. Go away!
4279
4280- So not, huh? - he said to me -, why not? You do not want to let me be me, out of the fog, live, live, live, me, hear me, touch me, feel me , hurt me, my meditation , Yea you do not want ?, Yea I die body of fic tion? Well, my lord creator Don Miguel, you too will die, you too, and you will return to the nothingness that came out ...! God will stop dreaming of him! You will die, yes, it will die, even if you do not want it; you will die and all those who read my story will die, all, all, all without leaving one! Fiction entities like me; the same as me! All will die, all, all. I'm telling you, Augusto Pérez, fictional entity like you, nivolesco the same as you. Because you, my creator, my Don Miguel, you are not just another nivolesco entity , and nivoles entities cos its readers, as I do , that Augusto Perez, his victim ...
4281
4282--Victim? - I exclaimed.
4283
4284- Victim, yes! Create me to let me die !, you too will die! The one who creates is created and the one who creates dies. Will die, Don Miguel, you die, and mori shall all think me! To die, then!
4285
4286This supreme effort of the passion of life, the longing for immortality, left poor Augusto exhausted.
4287
4288And I pushed him to the door, through which he went down. Then he groped as if he doubted his own there and cia. I wiped away a furtive tear.
4289
4290 
4291
4292XXII
4293
4294 
4295
4296That same night Augusto left this city of Salamanca where he came to see me. It was the Senten cia death on the heart and convinced that he would no longer feasible, even if he tried to commit suicide. Poor Cillo, remembering my judgment, sought to prolong as po sible his return home, but a mysterious attraction, an intimate impulse drew him to her. Your trip was unfortunate. It was on the train counting the minutes, but counting them at the foot of the tetra: one, two, three, four ... All his misfortunes, all the sad dream of his affair with Eugenia and Ro Sario, all the tragicomic story of his frustrated house ­ They had been erased from memory or had rather melted into a mist. He could barely feel the contact of the seat on which he rested or the weight of his own body. «Is it true that I do not really exist? --Se of cía-- reason Will this man to say I'm not just a figment of his imagination, a pure entity of fiction? "
4297
4298Very sad, very painful had been his life lately, but it was much sadder, it was more painful to think that all this had been nothing but a dream, and not a dream of him, but a dream of mine. Nothing seemed more pa vorosa pain. Dream one who lives ... pass, but let another dream ...!
4299
4300«And why should I not exist? - he said to himself - why? Suppose it is true that man has faked me, has dreamed me, it gave me in his imagines tion; But do I not live in those of others, those of those who read the story of my life? And if I live well in fanta sies of several, is it not true what is several and not just one? And why emerging from the pages of li bro in the fictional story of my life is deposited, or rather the minds of those who read --of you who now leéis--, why not I to exist as an eternal and eternally painful soul? Why?
4301
4302The poor man could not rest. They passed his view APOs Castilian branches with ­ it tempered the snowy peaks of the mountains, and looking back, behind his head, enveloped in mist the figures of the companions of his life, he felt dragged to death.
4303
4304He arrived at his house, he called, and Liduvina, who came out to open it, paled at the sight of him.
4305
4306- What is that, Liduvina, what are you scared of?
4307
4308- Jesus! Jesus! The young man seems more dead than alive ... He brings the face of being otherworldly ...
4309
4310- From the other world I come, Liduvina, and I go to the next world. And I'm neither dead nor alive.
4311
4312- But has he gone crazy? Sunday! Doh mingo!
4313
4314- Do not call your husband, Liduvina. And I'm not crazy, no! I am not, I repeat, dead, although I will die very soon, nor will I live.
4315
4316- But what do you say?
4317
4318- That I do not exist, Liduvina, that I do not exist; that I am a fiction entity, like a novel character ...
4319
4320- Bah, book things! Take some fortifier, Acues tese, Slip into and ignore those fantasies ...
4321
4322- But do you think Liduvina, that I exist?
4323
4324- Come on , come on , let those andróminas, seño rite; to dinner and bed! And tomorrow will be another day!
4325
4326"I think, then I am," said Augusto, adding: "Everything he thinks is and everything that is thinks. Yes, everything that is thinks. I am, then I think. »
4327
4328The soon did not feel any desire to dinner, and just by habit and access to the entreaties of his faithful Sir vientes serve him asked a couple of boiled eggs and nothing else, one thing ligerita. But as I ate them, a strange appetite opened up, a rage to eat more and more. And he ordered two more eggs, and then a steak.
4329
4330- So, like that - said Liduvina -; eat you; That must be weakness and no more. He who does not eat dies.
4331
4332- And who eats too sad Liduvina --observó Augusto mind.
4333
4334- Yes, but not from hunger.
4335
4336- What's the difference starve than other enfer Medad anyone?
4337
4338And then he thought: "But no, no! I can not die; only the one who is alive, the one who exists, dies, and I, because I do not exist, can not die ... I am immortal! No in mortality and of what, which I was not born and does not exist. A being of fiction is an idea, and an idea is always immortal ... »
4339
4340- I'm immortal! I'm immortal! - Augusto exclaimed.
4341
4342- What do you say? - Liduvina agreed.
4343
4344- Fetch me now ... what I know ... sweet ham, cold cuts,! Foiegras, what you have ... I feel an ape voracious tito!
4345
4346- That's the way I like to see you, senorito, like that. Eat, eat, that he who has an appetite is healthy and he who is healthy lives!
4347
4348- But, Liduvina, I do not live!
4349
4350- But what does it say?
4351
4352- Sure, I do not live. The immortals do not live, and I do not live, I survive; I'm an idea! I'm an idea!
4353
4354He began to devour the ham in sweet. "But if," he said to himself, "how is it that I do not live? How, then I am! There is no doubt. Edo, ergo sum! What is the reason for this voracious appetite? "And then he remembered reading several times that those condemned to death in the hours they spend in the chapel dedicate themselves to eating. "It's something," I thought, "that I've never been able to realize ...! That one that Renán tells us in his Abbess of Jouarre is com It is understood that a couple of condemned to death, before dying, feel the instinct to survive by reproducing, but eat ...! Although yes, yes, it is the body that defends itself. The soul, upon learning that it is going to die, becomes sad or exalted, but the body, if it is a healthy body, enters into furious appetite. Because also the body finds out. Yes, it 's my body, my body that of fiende. As voraciously, then I will die! »
4355
4356- Liduvina, bring me cheese and pasta ... and fruit ...
4357
4358- This seems excessive to me, señorito; it's too much. It's going to hurt him!
4359
4360- Well, did not you say that the one who eats lives?
4361
4362- Yes, but not like that, how are you eating now ... And my gentleman already knows that "more he killed the dinner, that Avicenna healed".
4363
4364- You can not kill me dinner.
4365
4366- Why?
4367
4368- Because I do not live, I do not exist, I already told you.
4369
4370Liduvina went to call her husband, to whom she said:
4371
4372- Domingo, it seems to me that the señorito has gone crazy ... He says some very strange things ... things in books ... that do not exist ... what do I know ...
4373
4374- What's that, young man? - Domingo said, coming in - what's the matter?
4375
4376- Oh, Dominic --contestó Augusto voice of fan tasma--, I can not help; I feel a crazy terror to go to bed! ...
4377
4378- Well, do not go to bed.
4379
4380- No, no, it's precise; I can not stand.
4381
4382- I think that the gentleman must walk the dinner. Ce has swimming too much.
4383
4384Augusto tried to stand up.
4385
4386- You see, Domingo, you see? I can not stand.
4387
4388- Sure, with so much stuff in the stomach ...
4389
4390- On the contrary, with ballast you have a better standing. It is that I do not exist. Look, now little, at dinner it seemed to me that all that was falling from my mouth in a bottomless barrel. Who eats live, you're right Liduvina, but eating as I have eaten tonight, of sesperación, it does not exist. I do not exist...
4391
4392- Go, go, stop foolish; Take your coffee and your glass, to push all that and sit down, and let's take a walk. I will accompany him.
4393
4394- No, I can not stand, can you see?
4395
4396- It's true.
4397
4398- Come to support me in you. I want you tonight Duer more in my room, on a mattress that will for you, which veles me ...
4399
4400- Better, señorito, that I do not go to bed, but that I stay there, in an armchair ...
4401
4402- No, I do not want you to lie down and go to sleep; I want to feel you sleep, hear you snoring, better ..
4403
4404- As you want ...
4405
4406- And now, look, bring me a sheet of paper. I'll go ner a telegram, which will send to your destination so I die ...
4407
4408- But, señorito! ...
4409
4410- Do what I tell you!
4411
4412Sunday obeyed, and brought him paper and ink and Au wrote taste:
4413
4414 
4415
4416"Salamanca.
4417
4418 
4419
4420Unamuno
4421
4422 
4423
4424You got away with it. I have died.
4425
4426 
4427
4428Augusto Pérez. »
4429
4430 
4431
4432- As soon as I die, you send it, huh?
4433
4434- As you wish replied the servant not to dis cuss more with the master.
4435
4436It was two in the room. Poor Augusto he is shaking so by going to strip you could not even co gerse clothes to remove them.
4437
4438- Unwrap me! - he said to Domingo.
4439
4440- But what's wrong with you, young man? If he seems to have seen the devil! You are white and cold as snow. Do you want the doctor to be called?
4441
4442- No, no, it's useless.
4443
4444- We'll warm the bed ...
4445
4446- What for? Leave it alone! And strip me completely, completely; Leave me as my mother bore me, how I was born ... if I was born!
4447
4448- Do not say those things, señorito!
4449
4450- Now throw me, throw me yourself to bed, I can not move.
4451
4452Poor Domingo, terrified in turn, put his poor master to bed.
4453
4454- And now, Sunday, saying the ear sees, DESPA quote, our Father, Hail Mary and salve. So ... so ... slowly ... slowly ... -and after that was re petido mentalmente--: Now, look, take me hand dere cha, sácamela, I think it is not mine, as if hu Biese lost ... and help me that I ... well ... sign of the cross as well ... This arm must be dead ... see if I pulse ... Now let me, let me to see if I sleep a little ... but cover me, cover me well ...
4455
4456- Yes, it is better to sleep --le Domingo said, mien after he climbed the fold of the mantas--; this will happen to him sleeping ...
4457
4458- Yes, sleeping will happen to me ... But, say, is it that I have never done more than sleep ?, more than dream? Has all that been more than a fog?
4459
4460- Well, well, stop those things. All these are nothing but books, as my Liduvina says.
4461
4462- Book stuff ... book stuff ... And what's not a book thing, Domingo? Is it that before there were books in one form or another, before there were stories, if there was a word, if there was thought, there was something? And is that after finishing the thought will be something? Book things! And who is not a book thing? Do you know Don Miguel de Unamuno, Domingo?
4463
4464- Yes, I read something about him in the papers. They say he is a little weird man who is dedicated to saying truths that are not relevant ...
4465
4466- But do you know him?
4467
4468- Me? For what?
4469
4470- Well, Unamuno is also a book thing ... We all are ... And he will die, yes, he will die, he will die too, even if he does not want to ... he will die! And that will be my revenge. Do not you want to let me live? For he will die, he will die, he will die!
4471
4472- Well, leave that gentleman in peace, let him die when God does, and you go to sleep!
4473
4474- To sleep ... to sleep ... to dream ...
4475
4476To die ... to sleep ... to sleep ... to dream perhaps ...!
4477
4478- I think, then I am; I am, then I think ... I do not exist, no! I do not exist ... my mother! Eugenia ... Rosario ... A muno ... --and fell asleep.
4479
4480Soon he sat up in the bed, livid, longing, with his eyes all black and terrified, looking beyond the darkness, and shouting: "Eugenia, Eugenia!" Domingo came to him. He dropped his head on his chest and remained dead.
4481
4482When the doctor arrived, he imagined that he was still alive, he talked about bleeding him, about putting him in the form of sinapismos, but soon he was able to convince himself of the sad truth.
4483
4484- It was a thing of the heart ... an asystolic attack - said the doctor.
4485
4486- No, sir - answered Domingo - it has been a seat. He dined horribly, as he did not, in an unusual way, as if he wanted to ...
4487
4488- Yes, you get rid of it would not have to eat at ade lante, is not it? Perhaps the heart sensed his death.
4489
4490- Well, I - said Liduvina - I think it has been in the head. Frown is true that a crazy way, but as without realizing what he was doing and saying Dispa rates ...
4491
4492- What nonsense? - the doctor asked.
4493
4494- That he did not exist and other things like that ...
4495
4496--Nonsense? - the doctor added between teeth and which speaking with itself -, who knows if it existed or not, and less he himself ...? One is the one who least knows of its existence ... It does not exist except for others ...
4497
4498And then he said aloud:
4499
4500- The heart, the stomach and the head are the three one and the same thing.
4501
4502- Yes, they are part of the body - Domingo said.
4503
4504- And the body is one and the same thing.
4505
4506- Without a doubt!
4507
4508--But more than you think ...
4509
4510- And you know, sir, how much do I believe it?
4511
4512- It is also true, and I see that you are not clumsy.
4513
4514- I do not consider myself as such, doctor, and I do not understand to these people that any person with whom they stumble seems to esteem her foolish as long as she does not prove otherwise.
4515
4516- Well, as I was saying --siguió the mé dico--, the stomach produces juices that make San gre, heart watered them at the head and stomach to work, and the head governs the movements of the stomach and the heart. And therefore this Don Au taste has died from all three, of the whole body, by synthesis.
4517
4518- Well , I think --intervino Liduvina-- that my teacher rite had gotten it into his head to die, and of course !, which strives to die, he finally dies.
4519
4520- It's clear! Said the doctor. If you did not believe you would die, even if you were in agony, you would not die. But just between you doubt that I can not us die, he is lost.
4521
4522- My little master's thing has been a suicide and nothing more than a suicide. Going to dinner as he dined came as it was a suicide and nothing more than a suicide. He got away with it!
4523
4524- Dislikes maybe ...
4525
4526- And big, very big! Women!
4527
4528- Now, now! But anyway, the thing has no other reme gave to prepare the funeral.
4529
4530Domingo cried.
4531
4532 
4533
4534XXXIII
4535
4536 
4537
4538When I received the telegram communicating the death of poor Augusto, and later learned the circum stances all of it, I was thinking whether I did or not well tell him I said that afternoon when she came to visit and consult with me their purpose suici be. And I even regretted killing him. I came to think that he was right and I should have left sa lirse with it, committing suicide. And it occurred to me if you re sucitaría.
4539
4540"Yes," I said to myself, "I'm going to resuscitate him and then do what he wants, commit suicide if that's his way." And with this idea of ​​resuscitating him, I fell asleep.
4541
4542Shortly after I had fallen asleep, Augustus appeared to me in my dreams. It was white, with the whiteness of a cloud, and its contours illuminated as by a setting sun. He stared at me and said:
4543
4544- Here I am again!
4545
4546- What are you coming to? --I told.
4547
4548- To say goodbye to you, Don Miguel, to say goodbye to you until eternity and to send him, like this, to send him, not to beg him, to send him to write the nivola of my adventures ...
4549
4550- It's already written!
4551
4552- I know, everything is written. And I also come to tell you that what you have thought of resuscitating me so that later I can take my life away is nonsense, moreover, it is an impossibility ...
4553
4554- Impossibility? - I told him; Of course, all this in dreams.
4555
4556- Yes, an impossibility! That afternoon when we saw we and talked in the office you, remember ?, is you Tando awake and not as now, asleep and so NANDO, I told you that we, the fictional beings, according to you, we have our logic and that it does not help that who pretends to make us want to do what we want, remember?
4557
4558- Yes, I remember it.
4559
4560- And now for sure, but as Spanish, not ten Dravida anything you damn well , right, Don Miguel?
4561
4562- No, I do not feel like anything.
4563
4564- No, he who sleeps and dreams has no real desire for anything. And you and your compatriots sleep and dream, and you dream that you feel like it, but you do not really have it.
4565
4566- Thanks that I'm sleeping - I said - that if not ...
4567
4568- It's the same. And about that to resuscitate I of cirle that is not feasible, it may not even like it or even dream that wants ...
4569
4570- But man!
4571
4572- Yes, a fictitious entity, as one of flesh and blood, what do you call a man of flesh and blood and not fiction meat and fiction bone, can one in gendrarlo and can kill; but once he killed him he can not, no! he can not resuscitate him. Mor make a man just carnal, flesh and blood, breathe air, it is something fá easy, very easy, too easy ... unfortunately kill a mortal and carnal man, flesh and blood, breathe air, easy, very easy, too easy for desgra cia ... but resuscitate resuscitate ?, is impossible!
4573
4574- Indeed - I said - it is impossible!
4575
4576- Well, the same thing - he answered me - exactly the same happens with what you call fiction entities; us be easy, perhaps too easy, and it 's easy, faci lísimo, kill us, perhaps too excessively fá easy, but resurrected ?, no one has really risen to a body of fiction that really would have been dead. Do you think it is possible to resurrect Don Quixote? --Me pre it Gunto.
4577
4578- Impossible! - I replied
4579
4580- For in the same case we are all others in tes fiction.
4581
4582- What if I dream you again?
4583
4584- Do not dream twice the same dream. That that us ted again to dream and make me be another. And now, now that you are asleep and dreaming and you recognize that you are and that I am a dream and I admit to being one, now I tell you again what excited you so much when I told you the other time: look at you, my dear gift Miguel, it is not going to be that you are the entity of fiction, the one that does not exist in reality, neither alive nor dead ... it is not going to be that you do not pass of a pretext for my story, and other stories like mine , run around the world. And then when you die all, let 's take your soul noso ters. No, you do not alter, although asleep and so NANDO still alive. And now, goodbye!
4585
4586And it dissipated in the black fog.
4587
4588I dreamed then that I was dying, and at the very moment when I was dreaming to give my last breath I awoke with a certain tightness in my chest.
4589
4590And here is the story of Augusto Pérez.
4591
4592 
4593
4594FUNERAL PRAYER
4595
4596 
4597
4598BY MODE OF EPILOGUE
4599
4600 
4601
4602It is usually the custom at the end of the novels and after the hero or protagonist dies or marries to give news of the fate of the other characters. We are not going to stay here and therefore give any notice of how they went to Eugenia and Mauricio, to Rosario, Liduvina and Do mingo; Don Fermin and Dona Ermelinda, Victor and his wife and everyone else that took Augusto pre we have been sitting, not even going to say what the death of this singular felt and thought. We will only ex ception and is in favor of that deepest and most sincere mind felt the death of Augustus, who was his dog, Orfeo.
4603
4604Orpheus, in fact, found himself an orphan. When salt Tando in bed smelled his dead master, he smelled the death of his master, he wrapped his perruno spirit dense black smoke. He had experience of other deaths, he had smelled and seen dead dogs and cats, he had killed a mouse, he had smelled the deaths of men, but his master believed him immortal. Because his master was for him as a god. And feeling him now dead, he felt that the foundations of his faith in life and in the world were crumbling in his spirit, and an immense desolation filled his chest.
4605
4606And curled up at the feet of his dead master, he thought thus: "Poor my master! My poor master! He has died; He has died! Everything dies, everything, everything; everything is dying! And it's worse that I die all that I die for all me. Poor master of mine! Poor master of mine! This here lies, white, cold, smelling pus next Dumbre, to be eaten meat, this is no longer my master. No, it is not. Where was my master ?, where that Acari me CIABA, who was speaking to me?
4607
4608»What a strange animal man is! It is never in what is in front of it. It caresses without knowing why and not when you cherish most, and when he ren more we gave ourselves reject or punish us. There is no way to know what he wants, if he knows it himself. He always seems to be in something other than what he is, and he does not even look at what he looks at. It's like there's another world for him. And it is clear, if there is another world, there is not this one.
4609
4610»And then he speaks, or barks in a complicated way. Noso aullábamos and learned to imitate barking ters, It only sees we understand flush when he also howls. When the man howls or shouts or threatens we understand very well the other ani evils As then he is not distracted in another world ...! But barking his way, speech, and that has to be him Vido to invent what there is and not look at what there is . As soon as he has given a name to something, he no longer sees this something; he does not do anything but hear the name he gave him or see him writing. The language serves to lie, invent what is not there and get confused. And everything is in it pretexts to talk with others or with himself. And until we conta has leged dogs!
4611
4612»It is a sick animal, there is no doubt. He is always sick! He only seems to enjoy some health when he sleeps, and not always, because sometimes even sleeping he speaks! And this has also infected us. It has infected us so many things!
4613
4614»And then he insults us! Call cynicism, that is, doggy or perrería, impudence or scoundrel, he, the hypocritical animal par excellence. Language has made hiccupped Criţă. As hypocrisy should be called anthropism if impudence is called cynicism. And has that Rido us hypocrites, ie, comic, fakers, to us, to the dogs! The dogs, which were not someti two domesticated by man as the bull or the Caba ment, to force, but we joined him freely, sinalagmático covenant, to exploit hunting. We would discover the piece, he would hunt it and give us our share. And so, in social contract, our consortium was born.
4615
4616"And he paid for it by prostituting us by insulting us. And wanting to make us fakers, monkeys and wise dogs! Dogs sages call about dogs who teach them to represent farces, for which they dress them and adies tran unseemly to walk on its hind legs, feet! Wise dogs! Now that 's sabidu men call him laugh, to represent farces and walk on two feet!
4617
4618"And it's clear, the dog is put on two feet will teach Nando impudent, cynically, her nakedness face! So did the man standing up, becoming a vertical mammal, and immediately felt shame and need morality to cover up the shames he taught. And that is why your Bible says, as I have heard you, that the first man, that is to say, the first of them who began to walk on two feet, felt ashamed to appear naked before his God. And for that they invented the dress, to cover the sex. But as they started dressing the same they and they, they did not distinguish between themselves, they were not always known and well sex, and hence a thousand ... human atrocities, which they insist on calling doggies or cynics. They, the men, who are the ones who have perverted the dogs, who have made us dogs, cynics, which is our hypocrisy. Because cynicism is in the dog hypocrisy, just as in man hypocrisy is cynicism. We've we rubbed off each other.
4619
4620»The man dressed, first, with the same suit them and them; but as they were confused, they had to invent different suits and bring sex to the dress. These Panta Lones are only a consequence of having put man on two feet.
4621
4622»What a strange animal man is! He is never where he should be, what he is, and he speaks to lie and dresses!
4623
4624»Poor master! Soon they will bury you in a place that they are destined for. Men keep or store their dead, without letting dogs or crows devour them! And it is the only thing that every animal, empe Zando by man left in the world: some bones. To the macenan your dead! An animal that talks, that dresses and stores its dead! Poor man!
4625
4626"My poor master, poor master of mine! He was a man, yes, he was just a man, he was just a man! But he was my master! And how much, without him believing it or thinking about it, he owed me ...! How much! How he taught with my silences, my the metones, as he spoke to me, I spoke, I spoke! "Will you understand me?" He would tell me. And yes, I understood him, he in tended as he talked and talked me be spoken, has blaba, spoke. When he spoke to me like that, he spoke to the dog in him. I kept his cynicism awake.
4627
4628"Bitch life, the one she has brought, very bitch! And Grandi chasm perrería, or better, very great hombrada which have made those two! Battered the one that Mauricio has done to him; The one that Eugenia has made him! Poor master of mine!
4629
4630"And now here, cold and white, motionless, clothed, yes, but without speech, neither on the outside nor on the inside. You have nothing to say to your Orpheus. Nor it has nothing to say Or ugly with his silence.
4631
4632"Poor master of mine! What will become of him now? Where is TARA what it talked and dreamed? Perhaps up there in the pure world, on the high plateau of the earth, in the pure land of pure colors all of it, as I saw Pla TON, to which men call divine; in that on Earth beam falling gemstones, which is Tán pure men and drinking purified breathing air and ether. There are also the pure dogs, those of San Humberto the hunter, the one of santo Domingo de Guz ­ with his torch in his mouth, that of San Roque, of whom a preacher said pointing to his image: There you have San Roque, with his little dog and everything! There, in the pure Platonic world, in that of embodied ideas, there is the pure dog, the truly cynical dog. And there is my master!
4633
4634"I feel like my spirit is purified in contact with this death, this purification of my master, and which aspires has cia fog when he finally broke up , the mist that sprouted since reversed. Orfeo feels the Tene fog coming brosa ... and goes to his master jumping and wagging his tail. My master! My master! Poor man!"
4635
4636Domingo and Liduvina then picked up the poor dead dog at the feet of his master, purified like this and like him wrapped in the dark cloud. And poor Sunday, when he saw that, he was moved and wept, it is unclear whether the death of his master or the dog, but most thought ble is that he cried when he saw that wonderful example of loyal tad and fidelity. And said:
4637
4638- And then they'll say they do not kill the pain!
4639
4640 
4641
4642IT WAS WRITTEN!