One Hundred Years of Solitude

cheekbones, his startled look,
and his solitary air. It was a
relief for Fernanda. For some
time she had measured the
extent of her pridefulness, but
she could not find any way to
remedy it because the more
she thought of solutions the
less rational they seemed to
her. If she had known that
Aureliano Segundo was going
to take things the way he did,
with the fine pleasure of a
grandfather, she would not