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—¡Agüén!... ¡Por estas!...<br />

Fueron apriesa por el caminito. La<br />

noche era oscura y los pies iban al<br />

tanteyo por el pedregal. En una vuelta,<br />

apareció la puerta en luz <strong>de</strong> la casa<br />

<strong>de</strong> don Juan José, el maestro albañil.<br />

Entraron, agachándose.<br />

Des<strong>de</strong> allí se alvertía el ronquido <strong>de</strong>l<br />

moribundo. Los familiares ro<strong>de</strong>aban<br />

la cama. Pedrón se acercó, con el<br />

sombrero en la mano. Se paró agarrado<br />

<strong>de</strong> la cabecera. Miró, tímido, los ojos<br />

pelados <strong>de</strong>l enfermo.<br />

—Si le puedo ser <strong>de</strong> servicio...<br />

—Que me <strong>de</strong>jen solo con Pedro...<br />

—pidió, con temblorosa voz, el viejo—.<br />

Arrimáte, hermano; óime tantito, antes<br />

<strong>de</strong> dirme...<br />

Salieron todos. Pedrón se sentó, jalando<br />

un taburete. El viejo empezó a llorar<br />

sobre su estertor185 .<br />

—Perdonáme, hermano!...<br />

—¡Agüén!... ¿Y yo <strong>de</strong> qué? No siazareye,<br />

que liace daño.<br />

—Tengo un pecado feyo, que no quiero<br />

dirme sin confesar...<br />

97<br />

“I swear to God!”<br />

They hurried down the little path. The<br />

night was dark and their feet were<br />

blindly running over the rocky ground.<br />

At the turn, the light came through the<br />

door of the head mason Señor Juan<br />

José’s house. They entered the house<br />

ducking their heads.<br />

They could hear the <strong>de</strong>ath rattle of the<br />

moribund. His relatives surroun<strong>de</strong>d his<br />

bed. Big Pete edged closer, with his<br />

hat on his hand. He stood grabbing<br />

onto the frame of bed. Reluctantly, he<br />

peered into the open eyes of the dying<br />

man.<br />

“What can I do for you?”<br />

“I want to speak with Peter, alone,”<br />

<strong>de</strong>clared the old man in a trembling<br />

voice. “Come closer, brother. Hear me a<br />

little before I go…”<br />

Everyone left. Pulling up a stool Big<br />

Pete sat down. The old man began to<br />

cry overshadowing his <strong>de</strong>ath rattle.<br />

“I’m sorry, brother!”<br />

“Shit! What’s up with you? <strong>Don</strong>’t get all<br />

worked up startle cuz it ain’t no good<br />

for ya.”<br />

“I got an ugly sin. I can’t leave without<br />

confessing it…”<br />

185. RAE: estertor. (Der. <strong>de</strong>l lat. stertĕre, roncar). 1. m. Respiración anhelosa, generalmente ronca<br />

o silbante, propia <strong>de</strong> la agonía y <strong>de</strong>l coma. 2. m. Med. Ruido <strong>de</strong> burbuja que se produce en ciertas<br />

enfermeda<strong>de</strong>s <strong>de</strong>l aparato respiratorio y se percibe por la auscultación.

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