One Hundred Years of Solitude

several weeks later, when
Úrsula went into the room
with a pail of water and a
brush to wash the floor, there
was nothing for her to do.
Aureliano Segundo was deep
in the reading of a book.
Although it had no cover and
the title did not appear
anywhere, the boy enjoyed
the story of a woman who sat
at a table and ate nothing but
kernels of rice, which she
picked up with a pin, and the