THE BAG Antonino arrives in the square with one bag to the coasts. Not it was supporting very with the weight of that bag. In the square, all flowery one, many people they take a walk. It is sunday and all take off the day to rest. Marcelo it was seated in a bank looking at the routine movement. Antonino, cambaleando of a side and another one, knocks down the bag close to the bank where it is Marcelo. In followed one sits down in soil, passes the hand for the forehead. It is exausto.

A young woman goes passing at this moment, when Antonino asks for aid: – The senhorita could help I to load my bag? – What? This thing there? – This thing not, owner. That is a bag. – And Mr. does not have shame to ask for to this pra me? – Why? He is very ugly thus? Mrs. never caught in a bag? – She is clearly that not, its paspalho.

Where already a person saw itself as I to walk catching in bag? – Is certain of this, owner? – I do not want more colloquy line. The young woman goes even so and Antonino is seated in the same place. Many people there they go passing pra and pra here and it seated there. She was without courage for nothing. One another man passes for it and Antonino makes the same asked for: – You it could help me to load this bag? – I to load the bag pro Sir? – Why not? An aid is alone. I catch one looks at that wonder, two men loading a bag, or then: that great bag, so great that it needs two men to load it.