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the floor. I remained seated in the edge of the bed contemplating, not with certain curiosity,
               the place in which I was.

                      Was a room soberly furnished, with a bedroom suite of carved walnut and bed with a
               lacy mosquito net. Which was on the first floor, I deduced it for the inclined ceiling and the
               thick beams of break-ax that supported it. In that moment entered the old Juana and she felt
               frightened to see me seated.

                      –Ow mister –said the oldwoman– How do you do with these things? I need to rest, the
               Doctor ordered that.

                      She was pushing me firmly by the shoulders forcing me to take the horizontality while I
               let her, astonished by the attitude of the stranger.

                      Immediately I was lying in the bed and covered again while the oldwoman continued
               protesting:


                      –Mister, you’ve moved the plastered arm; that’s not good; he’ll get angry…

                      –And… the Dr. –I asked shyly.

                      –Mr. Cerino? He’ll come immediately; –responded the oldwoman– when I tell him that
               you’ve recovered.

                      She approached to the door at my right –the other led to a bathroom according to what I
               knew later– but before leaving she turned back and said:

                      –Stay calm Mister that I’ll bring you a soup and orxata of nuts –She smiled– you’ll see
               soon how you recover your force.


                      As the days passed by I went recovering and fifteen days later I was going down to the
               dining room and I realized walks thorugh the adjacent park of the house.

                      Fifteen days later they  took away the plaster and,  only at the thirty five days  after I
               arrived to Santa María, I could leave to Tafí del Valle in amazinf circumstances that I’ll narrate
               later.

                      At  the  beginning  I  wrote  many  times  to  my  parents,  lying  about  a  supposed
               archeological  investigation  in  the  Pucará  de  Loma  Rica  to  reassure  them  for  my  prolonged
               absence. I also spoke with Dr. Cortéz with the purpose to request him a fifteen-day extension
               to  my  vacations  that  ended  in  those  days,  but  he  only  agreed  when  I  told  him  that  I  had
               suffered and accident.



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