Below, in the broken shade that the roof frame made on the ground, Tio Longinos was busy with his mallet and chisel. Pisco climbed the post, and, with his upturned foot, received one end of the heavy beam that Lupo lowered to him. With his own loop of rattan, and bending over, Pisco caught the beam and pulled. Lupo taught him to work the rattan this way and chat, never sacrificing pattern for strength, never losing purpose, and yet taking care to make out something ordinary a beautiful thing. Pisco could not help feeling that it was from Lupo that all this wisdom of the rattan had come, and he thought he saw Tio Longinos smiling quietly to himself there below. (Gonzalez 1977, 46 – 47)