One Hundred Years of Solitude

state of total innocence. They
spoke to him and he looked at
them without recognizing
them, saying things they did
not understand. Úrsula untied
his wrists and ankles,
lacerated by the pressure of
the rope, and left him tied
only by the waist. Later on
they built him a shelter of
palm brandies to protect him
from the sun and the rain.