“Farewell. Adélia Prado Marta’s papers were burning my hands. I tidied them away so as no one could see that the intimacy inhabiting them had been violated. I returned home with a heavy heart. We fear God because he exists. But we fear the devil more because he doesn’t. What made me more afraid at that particular moment was neither God nor the devil. I was especially worried about Silvestre Vitalício’s reaction when I told him that all I had found in the Portuguese woman’s room was a bunch of lo...ve letters. There was my old man at the entrance to the camp, hands on hips, his voice laden with anxiety: —A report! I want a report. What did you find in the Portagee woman’s things? —Just papers. That’s all. —So what did they say? —Don’t you remember, Father, that I can’t read? —Did you bring any papers with you? —No. Next time . . . He didn’t let me finish. He ran out of the kitchen and returned, the next moment, pulling Ntunzi by his arm. —You two go to the Portuguese woman’s house and give her my order.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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