Pep indignant against the tenacity of his son, who persisted in remaining peasant. He talked of killing him, as if seeing him on a path of destruction. Kept track of all the children of his friends who had gone to the other world with the robe on. The son had sent from America Treufoch about six thousand dollars. Another, who lived inland, among Indians, in a very high mountain which they called the Andes, had bought a property in Ibiza, he cultivated his father. And the rascal Pepet more letters ready for others to follow so we denied beautiful examples! … I had to kill him.

The night before, in a moment of calm, when Pep rested his tired arm kitchen and gesture sad parent who has just hit hard, the atlot, scratching bumps, had proposed a settlement. It would cure, but obey the Pep but first wanted to be a man, go with the boys of the parish to make music, dancing on Sundays, mixed in processions, have a girlfriend, carrying a knife in his belt. The latter was what he wanted with greater anxieties. If her father’s grandfather gave the knife, he would go through everything.