irremediable wearing of the
axle.
Dont worry, she said,
smiling. Wherever she is right
now, shes waiting for you.
It was half past four in theafternoon when Amaranta
Úrsula came out of her bath.
Aureliano saw her go by his
room with a robe of soft folds
and a towel wrapped around
her head like a turban. He
followed her almost on