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Los sueños del inventor

The Inventor's Dreams

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    If someone had told Erdosain in advance that hours later he would be plotting Barsut's murder and would witness his wife's flight almost without flinching, he would not have believed it.

    SiIfsi · subordinating conjunctionintroduces the clause of anticipado
    alguiensomeonealguien · pronoun, singularsubject of anticipado
    lehimél · pronoun, dative, singularindirect object of anticipado

    "Le" doubles the indirect object "a Erdosain."

    hubierahadhaber · auxiliary verb, imperfect, subjunctive, third-person, singularauxiliary of anticipado
    anticipadotold in advanceanticipar · verb, past, participle, masculine, singularadverbial clause on creído

    "Anticipar" means to tell someone something ahead of time, not "to anticipate" (expect) — a false friend.

    atoa · prepositionpreposition marking Erdosain
    ErdosainErdosainErdosain · proper nounindirect object of anticipado
    quethatque · subordinating conjunctionintroduces the clause of tramaría
    horashourshora · noun, feminine, pluralmodifies después
    despuéslaterdespués · adverbmodifies tramaría
    tramaríawould plottramar · verb, conditional, third-person, singularclause introduced by que, direct object of anticipado
    eltheel · determiner, masculine, singulardeterminer of asesinato
    asesinatomurderasesinato · noun, masculine, singulardirect object of tramaría
    deofde · prepositionpreposition marking Barsut
    BarsutBarsut'sBarsut · proper nounmodifies asesinato
    yandy · conjunctionlinks the coordination
    quethatque · subordinating conjunctionintroduces the clause of asistiría
    asistiríawould witnessasistir · verb, conditional, third-person, singularcoordinated with tramaría
    casialmostcasi · adverbmodifies impasiblemente
    impasiblementewithout flinchingimpasiblemente · adverbmodifies asistiría

    Literally "impassively"; our translation renders the phrase as "without flinching."

    atoa · prepositionpreposition marking fuga
    latheel · determiner, feminine, singulardeterminer of fuga
    fugaflightfuga · noun, feminine, singularoblique complement of asistiría
    deofde · prepositionpreposition marking esposa
    suhissu · determiner, singulardeterminer of esposa
    esposawifeesposa · noun, feminine, singularmodifies fuga
    nonotno · adverbmodifies creído
    loitél · pronoun, accusative, masculine, singulardirect object of creído
    hubierawould havehaber · auxiliary verb, imperfect, subjunctive, third-person, singularauxiliary of creído
    creídobelievedcreer · verb, past, participle, masculine, singularmain verb of the sentence
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    He wandered the whole afternoon.

  3. He had a need to be alone, to forget human voices, and to feel as detached from everything around him as a stranger in a city where he had missed his train at the station.

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    He walked along the lonely chamfered corners of Arenales and Talcahuano streets, by the corners of Charcas and Rodríguez Peña, at the crossings of Montevideo and Avenida Quintana, craving the spectacle of those streets, magnificent in their architecture and forever denied to the wretched.

  5. His feet, on the white pavements, made the fallen leaves of the plane trees crackle, and he fixed his gaze on the oval panes of the great windows, silvered by the whiteness of the curtains within.

  6. That was another world within the squalid city he knew, another world for which his heart now beat with slow, heavy throbs.

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    Stopping now and then, he observed the garages, luxurious as polished patens, and the green plumes of the cypresses in the gardens, defended by walls of jagged cornices, or by thick iron railings capable of halting the charge of a lion.

  8. The red gravel wound between the ovals of the green flower beds.

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    Here and there a nursemaid in a gray bonnet strolled along the paths.

  10. 6

    And he owed six hundred pesos and seven cents!

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    He gazed at length at the handrails that on the black balconies gleamed with the roundness of gold bars, at the windows painted pearl gray or the color of milk stained with a few drops of coffee, at the panes whose thickness must have made the images of passersby look watery.

  12. The gauze curtains, so light that their names must have been as pretty as the geography of distant countries.

  13. How different love must have been in the shade of those tulles that dim the light and soften the sounds!...

  14. 8

    And yet he owed six hundred pesos and seven cents.

  15. And the pharmacist's voice now repeated in his ears:

  16. 9

    "You're right... the world is full of scoundrels... of wretches... but how to fix this?... In what way are the sacred truths to be set before people who have no faith?..."

  17. 10

    The sorrow, like one of those shrubs whose growth is hastened by electricity, swelled in the depths of his chest, climbing all the way up to his throat.

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    Standing still, he thought that each grief was an owl hopping from one branch to another of his misery.

  19. He owed six hundred pesos and seven cents, and although he wanted to forget it by pinning his hopes on Barsut or on the Astrologer, his thoughts forked off toward a dark street.

  20. Rows of lights seemed to rest on the cornices.

  21. Below, a mist of dust filled the trough of the street.

  22. But he was walking toward the country of joy, forgetful of the Limited Sugar Company.

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    What had he done with his life?

  24. Was that, or was it not, the moment to ask himself?

  25. And how could he walk if his body weighed seventy kilos?

  26. Or was he a ghost, a ghost remembering events of the earth?

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    How many things stirred in his heart!

  28. And the other one, who had married a prostitute?

  29. And Barsut, with his obsession over the one-eyed fish and the eldest daughter of the spiritualist woman?

  30. And Elsa, who by not giving herself to him was throwing him out into the street?

  31. Was he mad or not?

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    He asked himself this question because at times a hope that had risen in him struck him as strange.

  33. He imagined that from the peephole of the shutter of one of those mansions a certain "melancholy and taciturn" millionaire was examining him through opera glasses.

  34. (I use Erdosain's exact words.)

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    And the curious thing is that whenever he thought the "melancholy and taciturn millionaire" might be observing him, he composed a contrite, meditative expression, and did not look at the backsides of the maids who passed, pretending to be transfixed by the attention he was giving to some great inner labor.

  36. Because he told himself that if the "melancholy and taciturn millionaire" saw him looking at the maids' backsides, he would deduce from it that he was not troubled enough to deserve his compassion.

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    So much so that Erdosain expected the "melancholy and taciturn millionaire" to send for him at any moment, on observing his face, its muscles hardened by the suffering of so many years.

  38. 17

    This obsession grew so much that afternoon that all at once he believed a rogue in a waistcoat with red and yellow stripes, who was at the hotel door examining him brazenly, was the spy of the "melancholy and taciturn millionaire."

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    And the servant was calling him.

  40. He followed him.

  41. They crossed a garden bristling with cactus, they entered a drawing room, and he remained alone for a few minutes.

  42. The whole building was in darkness.

  43. A lamp shone in a corner of the drawing room.

  44. On the bracket of the piano, pieces of sheet music gave off the fragrance of papers always handled by feminine hands.

  45. On the sill of a window draped in violet lawn, a woman's marble head lay abandoned.

  46. The cushions of the friar's-chairs could be seen upholstered in fabrics that looked like Cubist paintings, and on the desk there were ashtrays of black bronze and Punchinellos of a thousand colors.

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    In what circumstance of his life had he been inside that room which now presented itself to his imagination?

  48. He could not remember.

  49. But he saw a great ebony frame whose parallel bevels climbed toward a brilliant white ceiling that poured its plaster light over a seascape: a certain sinister wooden bridge, beneath whose cyclopean buttresses a crowd of blurred men seethed, stained with reddish shadows, hauling great bundles before a stormy sea of cast iron, bloodred, out of which there rose at a right angle a stone wharf cluttered with forges, rails, and winches.

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    In that room Elsa used to move about, when she was still his sweetheart.

  51. Yes, perhaps, but what is the use of remembering it?

  52. He was the fraud, the man of the broken boots, the frayed necktie, the stain-covered suit, who earns his living in the street while his sick wife washes clothes at home.

  53. He was all that and nothing more.

  54. That was why the "melancholy and taciturn millionaire" had sent for him.

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    Erdosain, joyful in the reverie — made, in part, palpable by the stretches of time and the images rebuilt at the expense of the great invisible gentleman — no longer wished to linger over his interview with the "melancholy and taciturn millionaire" who was offering him money to put his inventions into practice; instead, like those readers of crime serials who, hurrying to reach the unraveling of the plot, skip the "dead spots" of the novel, Erdosain glossed over certain interesting constructions of his imagination and returned himself to the street, although in the street he already was.

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    Then, leaving the corner of Charcas and Talcahuano, or of Arenales and Rodríguez Peña, he would set off walking in a hurry.

  57. And his excesses were displaced by extravagances of hope.

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    He would triumph — yes! — he would triumph.

  59. With the money of the "melancholy and taciturn millionaire" he would set up a laboratory of electrical engineering, he would devote himself especially to the study of Beta rays, to the wireless transmission of energy, and to that of electromagnetic waves, and without losing his youth — like the absurd character of an English novel — he would grow old; only his face would pale until it took on the whiteness of marble, and his pupils, sparkling like a magician's, would seduce all the maidens of the earth.

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    The afternoon was falling, and suddenly he remembered that the only one who could save him from his horrible situation was the Astrologer.

  61. This idea stirred up all his thoughts.

  62. Perhaps the other man had money.

  63. He even suspected he might be a Bolshevik delegate sent to spread communist propaganda in the country, since the man had a most singular project for a revolutionary society.

  64. Without hesitating, he hailed a car and told the driver to take him to Constitución station.

  65. There he bought a ticket for Temperley.

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Los siete locos, Roberto Arlt. Part One.
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Public-domain Spanish (Arlt, d. 1942). English translation © 2026 1732 Studios, LLC.
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