La Redota - Una Historia de Artigas Page #2

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And tell me...

How is him, this Artigas?

Aresentful, the black sheep

of a good family.

He teamed up with that rabble

because with them he's someone.

They listen to him when he speaks,

worship him. Typical.

He'd rather be a mouse's head

than a lion's tail.

Lf he were right here with us,

he wouldn't know what to say.

He'd say trivial nonsense,

he'd feel out of place, even.

Apermanent threat...

demon...

an authoritarian centaur...

the demon...

but dead the dog,

the madness is over.

An authoritarian centaur.

What?

Nothing.

Now, what interest could an

American newspaper possibly have

in a character as

insignificant asArtigas?

I'm interested in...

his life, his ideas,

his trajectory.

Artigas's little sister stayed

behind taking care of

the family house, just around

the corner. Take this letterto her.

Did you say you're writing

a book about my brother?

Not a book, a newspaper article.

That's my intention,

to write about

his life, his past,

his youth and most of all

about his ideas.

And what sort of thing would

interest you?

Knowing a little about the way

he grew up, his environment.

Understand... why did he

developed those ideas.

HIS CHILDHOOD:

Jos... Jos...

Jos...

Jos... Jos...

HIS BOOKS:

I wonder if I'm not making

this long journeyto find him

only to end up empty handed

in the end.

Why?

I understand there's an official

in your brother's service

who doesn't allow foreign

journalists to get in the camp.

Who told you that? Rest easy,

go there, present your credentials

and you'll see,

they will let you in.

I'm sure they will.

So long.

Where are you going

with that sow?

Lt's forthe Governor.

Cowardly Goths!

I Ieave anyway.

Without the Ietter, but

with determinatlon.

Nothing wiII stop me.

In the battIefieIds of Europe,

I have kiIIed enemies of Spain.

My enemies.

In this America I kiIIed traitors,

Iike this Artigas.

But that doesn't make this

mission any Iike the others.

This one has a reward,

so I can come back to you...

...and win you back.

Stop!

Are you in a hurry?

I'm European, like you.

Lf you just let me show you my

documents...

Guzman Larra... journalist.

That's right.

Take this to the lieutenant.

Let's see what he says.

Where are you headed?

North.

Alone?

Alone.

Be careful. The indians are just

across the river.

Lf they get you, they'll eat you.

They saythey eat the liver...

lt's like a ceremony.

They take the liver out of a living

person, leave it in the sun to dry

and then they eat it.

Lf they lay eyes on you, dressed

like that, the artiguists...

They might take you for a

porteo, from BuenosAires.

Do you know Artigas?

No.

The lieutenant...

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