世紀文學經典:《百年孤獨》第13章Part4
"The bug!" Amaranta said.
úrsula put a finger on her heart.
"Here," she said.
On Thursday, at two in the afternoon, José Arcadio left for the seminary. 'úrsula would remember him always as she said goodbye to him, languid and serious, without shedding a tear, as she had taught him, sweltering in the heat in the green corduroy suit with copper buttons and a starched bow around his neck. He left the dining room impregnated with the penetrating fragrance of rose water that she had sprinkled on his head so that she could follow his tracks through the house. While the farewell lunch was going on, the family concealed its nervousness with festive expressions and they celebrated with exaggerated enthusiasm the remarks that Father Antonio Isabel made. But when they took out the trunk bound in velvet and with silver corners, it was as if they had taken a coffin out of the house. The only one who refused to take part in the farewell was Colonel Aureli-ano Buendía.
"That's all we need," he muttered. "A Pope!"
Three months later Aureli-ano Segun-do and Fernanda took Meme to school and came back with a clavichord, which took the place of the pianola. It was around that time that Amaranta started sewing her own shroud. The banana fever had calmed down. The old inhabitants of Macon-do found themselves surrounded by newcomers and working hard to cling to their precarious resources of times gone by, but comforted in any case by the sense that they had survived a shipwreck. In the house they still had guests for lunch and the old routine was never really set up again until the banana company left years later. Nevertheless, there were radical changes in the traditional sense of hospitality because at that time it was Fernanda who imposed her rules. With úrsula relegated to the shadows and with Amaranta absorbed In the work of her winding cloth, the former apprentice queen had the freedom to choose the guests and impose on them the rigid norms that her parents had taught her. Her severity made the house a redoubt of old customs in a town convulsed by the vulgarity with which the outsiders squandered their easy fortunes. For her, with no further questions asked, proper people were those who had nothing to do with the banana company. Even José Arcadio Segun-do, her brother-in-law, was the victim of her discriminatory jealousy because during the excitement of the first days he gave up his stupendous fighting cocks again and took a job as foreman with the banana company.
“蠍子，”阿瑪蘭塔解釋。
烏蘇娜拿指頭做了戳胸口。
“在這兒，”她回答。
星期四，下午兩點，霍。阿卡蒂奧去神學院了。烏蘇娜經常記得他離開時的樣子：板着面孔，無精打采，象她教他的那樣沒流一滴眼淚；由於穿了一件綠色燈芯絨衣服，扣着銅釦，領口繫着漿硬的花結，他熱得氣都喘不上來。霍·阿卡蒂奧離開之後，飯廳裏留下了濃烈的花露水味兒；爲了在房子裏容易找到這個孩子，烏蘇娜是把花露水灑在孩子頭上的。在送別午餐上，一家人在愉快的談吐後面隱藏若激動，用誇大的熱忱回答安東尼奧。 伊薩貝爾神父的笑謔。可是，大家把絲絨蒙面、銀色包角的箱子擡出的時候，彷彿從房子裏擡出一口棺材。奧雷連諾上校拒絕參加送別午餐。
“咱們就缺一個教皇！” 他嘟噥着說。
三個月之後，奧雷連諾第二和菲蘭達把梅梅領到修道院學校去，帶回一架舊式小鋼琴，代替了自動鋼琴。正是這時候，阿瑪蘭塔開始給自己縫製殮衣。“香蕉熱”已經平靜下去了，馬孔多的土著居民發現，他們被外國人排擠到了次要地位，好不容易維持了以前的微薄收入，但他們感到高興的是，彷彿船舶失事時終於僥倖得救了。布恩蒂亞家繼續邀請成羣的客人吃飯，昔日的家庭生活直到幾年以後香蕉公司離開時才恢復過來。然而傳統的好客精神發生了根本的文化，因爲現在權力轉到了菲蘭達千里。烏蘇娜被擠到了黑暗的境地。阿瑪蘭塔專心地縫製自己的殮衣。過去的“女王”有了選擇客人的白由，能讓他們遵守她的父母教導她的嚴規舊禮。那些外國人大肆揮霍輕易賺來的錢，把這個市鎮摘行烏煙瘴氣，但由於菲蘭達處事嚴厲，布恩蒂亞家卻成了舊習俗的堡壘。菲蘭達認爲，只有跟香蕉公司沒有瓜葛的人才是正派的人。她丈夫的哥哥霍·阿卡蒂奧第二甚至也受到區別對待，因爲在“香蕉熱”最初幾天的混亂中，他又賣掉了自己出色的鬥雞，當上了香蕉園的監工。
