He baits the hook with an already fried catfish; he tosses the line into the Takuary; he waits, pole in one hand, the gold key of free exchange glittering in the other. The virtue of the key is that it is aperitive; that of the hook that it hooks things. The Paraguayan chiefs, mouths wide open, were hooked. The tobacconist-chief catches sight of the nutritive fortune amid the reflections.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
I The Supreme - pg. 107
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