The Underdogs, a Story of the Mexican Revolution by Mariano Azuela
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milk, beans, anything you've got! We're starving!"
"Curse the sierra! It would take the Devil himself not to lose his way!" "Guess again, Sergeant! Even the Devil would go astray if he were as drunk as you are." The first speaker wore chevrons on his arm, the other red stripes on his shoulders. "Whose place is this, old woman? Or is it an empty house? God's truth, which is it?" "Of course it's not empty. How about the light and that child there? Look here, confound it, we want to eat, and damn quick tool Are you coming out or are we going to make you?" "You swine! Both of you! You've gone and killed my dog, that's what you've done! What harm did he ever do you? What did you have against him?" The woman reentered the house, dragging the dog be- hind her, very white and fat, with lifeless eyes and flabby body. "Look at those cheeks, Sergeant! Don't get riled, light of my life: I swear I'll turn your home into a dovecot, see?" |
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