One Hundred Years of Solitude

husband by sharpening the
only weapons that his
daughter could not use on
him. It too was an
unnecessary effort because
Meme had no desire to
intervene in her fathers affairs
and if she had, it would
certainly have been in favor
of the concubine. She had no
time to bother anybody. She
herself swept her room and
made her bed, as the nuns had
taught her. In the morning she