他的身材象卓别林一样矮小,一双碧蓝的眼睛记录着他见多识广的阅历;他鹤发萧萧,面肤微红,那皮肤就象孩子一样滋润。他身着蓝色服装,浅色衬衣。陌生人见了,准会以为他是从乡下赶进城来到公证律师那儿去签署遗嘱的沉默寡言、体弱多病的小老头儿呢。他挽着老伴儿皮拉尔的手臂缓步而行。作为他生活中唯一的伴侣,她搀扶着他,庇护着他,就象他是戴在手指上的一枚钻石戒指 His body was as small as Charlie Chaplin and his blue eyes recorded his well-informed experience; he was crazed, his skin reddish, and his skin moist like a child. He was dressed in blue and light-colored shirt. When the stranger met, he would think that he was a quiet, frail and sick old man who rushed from the countryside into the city to a notary lawyer to sign a will. He walked slowly with his friend Pilar’s arms. As the only partner in his life, she helped him and sheltered him, as if he was wearing a diamond ring on his finger