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-From here came the thought Bonifacio Reyes, who watched from a nearby alley peace table soft and melancholy of that misery, isolation of vain grandeur of the world. A group of chestnut trees and a wall of an orchard, hid him in sight of the kids and dogs, who, noticing his presence, had been alarmed. Dismounted, tied his horse to the trunk of a chestnut tree, and sat on the grass to meditate at home.
He thought of Ulysses returning to Ithaca … but he was not Ulysses, but a poor sucker generation remote …. Root Ulysses, the Kings who had emigrated, he had not … could not recognize him in the place it was born. And having read many times the Odyssey, and remembered their names episodes and characters, thought Bonis, “Pigs and dogs found Ulysses returning to Ithaca, Eumaios’s mansion, there they were, but Eumaios, the that pigs kept Ulysses was not, not him. Like Ulysses, those dogs would attack him if he saw, but Eumaios, the faithful servant, not come to their aid … What would have happened to Ulysses-Reyes! Why would he come out? Who knows? Perhaps these children, who seem sons of manure, such as earthworms, are relatives of mine …. They are perhaps my tribe. “
Suddenly he slapped his forehead. Classic memories had made them think about the passage in which Odysseus is recognized by Eurycleia, his nurse. He had not had more Eurycleia his mother, who had died, but Antonio, his son, he needed to nurse, and he had forgotten he had come to Cabruñana for her. “Better here! Yes, I will not leave without searching for Estate wet nurse for my child. It is an inspiration! Who knows? It may be nourished with milk from their own race, with the blood of his blood …».
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