One Hundred Years of Solitude

been an experience in a
dream. Such was the prestige
of that silence that Úrsula did
not have the heart to take the
fun away from Remedios the
Beauty, and she let her go one
afternoon, providing that she
wore a hat and a decent dress.
As soon as the group of
friends went into the
plantings the air became
impregnated with a fatal
fragrance. The men who were
working along the rows felt