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You said it by the letter, that you’ve not read yet, but I also think that the information
               about the Order, and perhaps this book that I’ve not read yet, constitute a concrete answer to
               the real motive of my visit. Because, even if I came consciously to inquire about the relation
               between the      and the Druids, it is clear that such indagation is inserted into the major issue
               of the quest for the son of Belicena Villca, the real motive, unconscious but effective of all
               my movements. And that quest passes inevitably through the Order of Wise Constructors of
               Córdoba,  from  which  you’ve  referred  me:  do  you  understand  why  I  am  happy  deep  down?
               Because  the  discovery  of  such  Order  represents  the  most  indispensable  for  me,  the  most
               important, much more than to obtain news about the Druids.

                      Yes, Uncle Kurt, –I affirmed emphatically– it is essential for you to read this letter as
               soon as possible. I'll’not bother you until you finish it. But you’ve done very well to anticipate
               me that you knew about the Tyrodal Order: that has taken a load off me and now I’ll be able to
               wait with more tranquillity what you’ve to tell me later.








               Chapter V




                      I  accepted  then,  to  give  the  enough  time  to  my  Uncle  to  read  the  letter,  without
               imagining  what  would  derive  from  such  concesion.  In  first  place,  either  if  its  lecture  was
               effectuated  conscientiously,  or,  very  probable,  the  Spanish  idiom  avoided  him  to  capt  the
               obscure concepts of Belicena Villca faster, or by any possible motive, the truth is he recently
               concluded at the ten days. But, in second place, the most irritant of the case is that during that
               time he locked himself in the room refusing to go out not even for minute from the same. He
               delegated all the tasks of the Ranch of in his foreman José Tobalaba and ordered that the meal
               be served in the room by the old Juana. And my attempts to break this determination were
               vain:  my  notes  had  no  answer,  and  I  didn’t  achieve  to  penetrate  the  laconic  loyalty  of  the
               oldwoman with my questions. In sum: I had to be patient and ccept the stragne behaviour of
               my  Uncle!  And, as  if  that  wasn’t  enough  for  my  frustration,  without  being  able  to  advance
               much  more  in  the  lecture  of  the  Fundamentals  of  the  Hyperborean  Wisdom  due  to  the
               complexity of the matters that it treated: it was required, at least, a Philosophical Dictionary to
               comprehend with profoundity the majority of these concepts, which were employed with great
               precision, and I ignored if my uncle possessed some type of copy, although it wouldn’t be useful
               for me if it was written in German. Naturally, I didn’t achive to resolve the problem until my
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