One Hundred Years of Solitude

            After   the decree  was read,

in the midst of a deafening
hoot of protest, a captain took
the place of the lieutenant on
the roof of the station and
with the horn he signaled that
he wanted to speak. The
crowd was quiet again.

            Ladies  and gentlemen,  the

captain said in a low voice
that was slow and a little
tired. you have five minutes
to withdraw.