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They had taken lodgings in a large, somber house, a property that also belonged to the cacique of Moyahua.
Their predecessors had already left their energetic mark on the estate: outside in the patio, which was transformed into a dung heap; on the walls, stripped down to the raw adobe; on the floors, cracked under the hooves of their animals; and in the orchard, turned into a pile of wilted leaves and dry branches. From the moment one entered, broken-off furniture legs and chair backs and bottoms were scattered about, and everything was covered with dirt and slop.