百年孤独这本书怎么样 世纪文学经典:《百年孤独》第19章Part6

世纪文学经典:《百年孤独》第19章Part6  

In spite of their disordered life
the whole group tried to do something permanent at the urging of the wise Catalonian. It was he
with his experience as a former professor of classical literature and his storehouse of rare books
who got them to spend a whole night in search of the thirty-seventh dramatic situation in a town where no one had any interest any more in going beyond primary school. Fascinated by the discovery of friendship
bewildered by the enchantments of a world which had been forbidden to him by Fernanda’s meanness
Aureliano abandoned the scrutiny of the parchments precisely when they were beginning to reveal themselves as predictions in coded lines of poetry. But the subsequent proof that there was time enough for everything without having to give up the brothels gave him the drive to return to Melquíades?room
having decided not to flag in his efforts until he had discovered the last keys. That was during the time that Gaston began to wait for the airplane and Amaranta ?rsula was so lonely that one morning she appeared in the room.
“Hello
cannibal
?she said to him. “Back in your cave again??
She was irresistible
with a dress she had designed and one of the long shad-vertebra necklaces that she herself had made. She had stopped using the leash
convinced of her husband’s faithfulness
and for the first time since her return she seemed to have a moment of ease. Aureliano did not need to see her to know that she had arrived. She put her elbows on the table
so close and so helpless that Aureliano heard the deep sound of her bones
and she became interested in the parchments. Trying to overe his disturbance
he grasped at the voice that he was losing
the life that was leaving him
the memory that was turning into a petrified polyp
and he spoke to her about the priestly destiny of Sanskrit
the scientific possibility of seeing the future showing through in time as one sees what is written on the back of a sheet of paper through the light
the necessity of deciphering the predictions so that they would not defeat themselves
and the Centuries of Nostradamus and the destruction of Cantabria predicted by Saint Milanus. Suddenly
without interrupting the chat
moved by an impulse that had been sleeping in him since his origins
Aureliano put his hand on hers
thinking that that final decision would put an end to his doubts. She grabbed his index finger with the affectionate innocence with which she had done so in childhood
however
and she held it while he kept on answering questions. They remained like that
linked by icy index fingers that did not transmit anything in any way until she awoke from her momentary dream and slapped her forehead with her hand. “The ants!?she exclaimed. And then she fot about the manuscripts
went to the door with a dance step
and from there she threw Aureliano a kiss with the tips of her fingers as she had said good-bye to her father on the afternoon when they sent her to Brussels.
“You can tell me later
?she said. “I fot that today’s the day to put quicklime on the anthills.?