One Hundred Years of Solitude

gypsies took away was the
same lout who would eat half
a suckling pig for lunch and
whose flatulence withered the
flowers. Something similar
took place with the rest of the
family. Amaranta could not
conceal the repugnance that
she felt at the table because of
his bestial belching. Arcadio,
who never knew the secret of
their relationship, scarcely
answered the questions that
he asked with the obvious