One Hundred Years of Solitude

underneath her, during a night
of feverish license. When
Colonel Aureliano Buendía
opened up his workshop
again, seduced at last by the
peaceful charms of old age,
Aureliano Segundo thought
that it would be good
business to devote himself to
the manufacture of little gold
fishes. He spent many hours
in the hot room watching how
the hard sheets of metal,
worked by the colonel with