One Hundred Years of Solitude

stronger than ever.

            Well    finally have    a   man in

the house again, Úrsula said.

            Amaranta    was the first   to

suspect that they had lost him
forever. One week before the
armistice, when he entered
the house without an escort,
preceded by two barefoot
orderlies who deposited on
the porch the saddle from the
mule and the trunk of poetry,
all that was left of his former