百年孤独这本书怎么样 世纪文学经典:《百年孤独》第19章Part4

世纪文学经典:《百年孤独》第19章Part4  

They became lovers. Aureliano would spend his mornings deciphering parchments and at siesta time he would go to the bedroom where Nigromanta was waiting for him
to teach him first how to do it like earthworms
then like snails
and finally like crabs
until she had to leave him and lie in wait for vagabond loves. Several weeks passed before Aureliano discovered that around her waist she wore a small belt that seemed to be made out of a cello string
but which was hard as steel and had no end
as if it had been born and grown with her. Almost always
beeen loves
they would eat naked in the bed
in the hallucinating heat and under the daytime stars that the rust had caused to shine on the zinc ceiling. It was the first time that Nigromanta had had a steady man
a bone crusher from head to toe
as she herself said
dying with laughter
and she had even begun to get romantic illusions when Aureliano confided in her about his repressed passion for Amaranta ?rsula
which he had not been able to cure with the substitution but which was isting him inside all the more as experience broadened the horizons of love. After that Nigromanta continued to receive him with the same warmth as ever but she made him pay for her services so strictly that when Aureliano had no money she would make an addition to his bill
which was not figured in numbers but by marks that she made with her thumbnail behind the door. At sundown
while she was drifting through the shadows in the square
Aureliano
was going along the porch like a stranger
scarcely greeting Amaranta ?rsula and Gaston
who usually dined at that time
and shutting herself up in his room again
unable to read or write or even think because of the anxiety brought on by the laughter
the whispering
the preliminary frolics
and then the explosions of agonizing happiness that capped the nights in the house. That was his life o years before Gaston began to wait for the airplane
and it went on the same way on the afternoon that he went to the bookstore of the wise Catalonian and found four ranting boys in a heated argument about the methods used to kill cockroaches in the Middle Ages. The old bookseller
knowing about Aureliano’s love for books that had been read only by the Venerable Bede
urged him with a certain fatherly malice to get into the discussion
and without even taking a breath
he explained that the cockroach
the oldest winged insect on the face of the earth
had already been the victim of slippers in the Old Testament
but that since the species was definitely resistant to any and all methods of extermination
from tomato dices with borax to flour and sugar
and with its one thousand six hundred three varieties had resisted the most ancient
tenacious
and pitiless persecution that mankind had unleashed against any living thing since the beginnings
including man himself
to such an extent that just as an instinct for reproduction was attributed to humankind
so there must have been another one more definite and pressing
which was the instinct to kill cockroaches
and if the latter had succeeded in escaping human ferocity it was because they had taken refuge in the shadows
where they became invulnerable because of man’s congenital fear of the dark
but on the other hand they became susceptible to the glow of noon
so that by the Middle Ages already
and in present times
and per omnia secula seculorum
the only effective method for killing cockroaches was the glare of the sun.