Cipriano smiled subtly. He knew well enough.
“We’ve got to open the oyster of the cosmos, and get our manhood out of it. Till we’ve got the pearl, we are only gnats on the surface of the ocean,” said Ramón.
“My manhood is like a devil inside me,” said Cipriano.
“It’s very true,” said Ramón. “That’s because the old oyster has him shut up, like a black pearl. You must let him walk out.”
“Ramón,” said Cipriano, “Wouldn’t it be good to be a serpent, and be big enough to wrap one’s folds round the globe of the world, and crush it like that egg?”
Ramón looked at him and laughed.
“I believe we could do that,” said Cipriano, a slow smile curling round his mouth. “And wouldn’t it be good?”
Ramón shook his head, laughing.
“There would be one good moment, at least,” he said.
“Who asks for more!” said Cipriano.