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- The first children who saw the dark and slinky bulge approaching through the sea let themselves think it was an enemy ship...They had been playing with him all afternoon, burying him in the sand and digging him up again...
- They could not find a bed in the village large enough to lay him on nor was there a table solid enough to use for his wake...The tallest men's holiday pants would not fit him, nor the fattest one's Sunday shirts, nor the shoes of the one with the biggest feet.
- The men thought the fuss was only womanish frivolity...all they wanted was to get rid of the bother of the newcomer once and for all before the son grew strong on that arid, windless day...the men returned with the news that the drowned man was not from the neighboring villages...
- ...the oldest woman, who as the oldest had looked upon the drowned man with more compassion than passion, sighed: He has the face of someone called Esteban...He was Esteban. It was not necessary to repeat it for them to recognize him...there could only be one Esteban in the world and there he was...
- ...they came to hold the most splendid funeral they could conceive of for an abandoned drowned man...At the final moment it pained them to return him to the waters...they all held their breath for the fraction of centuries the body took to fall into the abyss.
- ...their houses would have wider doors, higher ceilings, and stronger floors...they were going to paint their house fronts gay colors to make Esteban's memory eternal and they were going to break their backs digging for springs among the stones and planting flowers on the cliffs...
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