One Hundred Years of Solitude

along with the game, but she
felt sorry for him inside,
thinking that he must have
been very frightened to have
conceived of that extravagant
means of reconciliation. At
seven in the evening, still
dressed as the queen, she
received him in bed. He had
been married scarcely two
months, but she realized at
once that things were not
going well in the nuptial bed,
and she had the delicious