Open book.
The third day he said Golfín:
‘I know you heard much of the wonders of the visible world. Now we need to see his own person.
Paul brought a mirror and looked at himself.
-This is me crazy …- said admiringly. Labor cost to believe me …. And how am I in this hard water and quiet? What wonderful thing is the glass! It seems incredible that men have done this atmosphere of stone …. For my life I’m not ugly … Is not it, cousin? And you, when you look here, as pretty as you are salts? Can not be. Look in the sky transparent and there you see your image. Believe you see the angels when you see yourself.
Alone with Fiorentina, and when that first evening he lavished on the care and attention required by a patient, Paul said:
-My cousin, my father has read that passage in our history when a man named Christopher Columbus discovered the New World, never seen by man in Europe. One sailor opened the eyes of the known world to see a more handsome. I can not figurármelo to him but as a Golfín Teodoro, and Europe as a great blind for whom America and its wonders were light. I have also discovered a New World. You’re my America, you’re beautiful island that first put his foot where the navigator. Faltole see the continent with its vast forests and rivers. I, too, remains to be seen perhaps most beautiful ….
Then he fell into deep meditation, and after she asked:
– Where is the Joanna?
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