One Hundred Years of Solitude

Melquíades books and the
strange things that he wrote in
his last years. Instead of
calming him, the answer
increased his curiosity. He
demanded so much, promised
with such insistence that he
would not mistreat the things,
that Úrsula, gave him the
keys. No one had gone into
the room again since they had
taken Melquíades body out
and had put on the door a
padlock whose parts had