世紀文學經典:《百年孤獨》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, between 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 twisting 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 two 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.
尼格羅曼塔第一次有了一個固定的男人，正如她狂笑着說的，有了一個從頭到腳都象碎骨機的人。奧雷連諾，布恩蒂亞卻偷偷告訴她：他愛阿瑪蘭塔·烏蘇娜，但他的愛是受壓抑的，即使有了替身，也無法得到滿足，特別是由於經驗多了，對談情說愛的眼界也開闊了，那就更無法滿足了。爲此，她甚至產生了浪漫的想法。以後，尼格羅曼塔一如既往地熱情接待他，但卻堅持要他爲她的接待付錢，在奧雷連諾，布恩蒂亞沒有錢時，她甚至還要記上一筆賬，這筆賬不是用數目字記的，而是用她的大拇指甲在門背後劃上。日落時分，當她在廣場暗處遊蕩的時候，奧雷連諾·布恩蒂亞象陌生人似的，也正好沿門廊走着。通常，他很少向正在吃飯的阿瑪蘭塔·烏蘇娜和加斯東打招呼，他把自己關回屋裏。但由於聽到他倆大聲狂笑、悄悄耳語，以及後來他倆在黑夜中的歡樂，他焦躁不安，書看不下去，筆動不起來，連問題都不能思考。這就是加斯東在開始等待飛機之前兩年中奧雷連諾·布恩蒂亞的生活。這種生活一直如此。一天午後，他去博學的加泰隆尼亞人的書店，發現四個孩子吵鬧不休，熱烈地爭論中世紀的人用什麼方法殺死蟑螂。老書商知道奧雷連諾·布恩蒂亞對“可敬的比德”（大約673一735，盎格魯撒克遜僧侶，歷史學家。） 讀過的書有一種癖好，使用父親般的嚴肅態度請他加入爭論，於是他滔滔不絕他講開了：據《舊約》上說，地球上最古老的有翅昆蟲——蟑螂，一直是人們腳下的犧牲品，但是這種昆蟲對於消滅它們的一切方法都有抵抗力，即使摻了硼砂的蕃茄片以及麪粉和白糖，都奈何它們不得。它們有一千六百零三個變種，已經抵禦了最古老、最持久、最無情的迫害，抵禦了人類開天闢地以來對任何生物都不曾使用過、對自己也不曾使用過的迫害手段。由於人類的迫害，蟑螂就有繁殖的本能，因此人類也有另一種更加堅定不移、更加咄咄逼人的殺死蟑螂的本能，如果說蟑螂成功地逃脫了人類的殘酷迫害，那只是因爲它們在陰暗的地方找到了避難所，它們在那裏不會受到傷害，因爲人們生來害怕黑暗。可是它們對陽光卻很敏感，所以在中世紀，在當代，甚至永遠都是如此，殺死蟑螂的唯一有效辦法就是把它們放在太陽底下。
