One Hundred Years of Solitude

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of an officer. Soaking from
the rain, without saying a
word, they searched the house
room by room, closet by
closet, from parlor to pantry.
Úrsula woke up when they
turned on the light in her
room and she did not breathe
while the march went on but
held her fingers in the shape
of a cross, pointing them to
where the soldiers were
moving about. Santa Sofía de
la Piedad managed to warn

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