One Hundred Years of Solitude

his initials on them with an
inked brush, without
reproaching him, but
knowing now that he knew
(because she had heard him
say so in his soft
monologues) that the men of
the village would not back
him up in his undertaking.
Only when he began to take
down the door of the room
did Úrsula dare ask him what
he was doing, and he
answered with a certain