One Hundred Years of Solitude

charges did not have merit
enough, the president was
saying, the irresponsible and
criminal boldness with which
the accused drove his
subordinates on to a useless
death would be enough to
deserve capital punishment.
In the shattered schoolhouse
where for the first time he
had felt the security of power,
a few feet from the room
where he had come to know
the uncertainty of love,