One Hundred Years of Solitude

shouting and weeping with
joy. It was José Arcadio. He
was returning as poor as
when he had left, to such an
extreme that Úrsula had to
give him two pesos to pay for
the rental of his horse. He
spoke a Spanish that was
larded with sailor slang. They
asked where he had been and
he answered: Out there. He
hung his hammock in the
room they assigned him and
slept for three days. When he