For weeks, Fernando hoarded the poisoned bread crumbs brought by the old gypsy woman, hiding them in his pantry. Then one day, surveying his pile of lies, he decided that he had enough to take care of his archnemesis Rogelio. But how to convince Rogelio to eat the bread crumbs? The duck would only eat the finest of foods, and nothing so common as bread crumbs ... but would he eat foie gras? Almost cannibalism, true, being the liver of another fowl, but perhaps Rogelio, being the anarchist he was, would eat such delicacies without remorse. And so, out of pure spite for his enemy, Fernando waited silently by the darkest edges of the pond at dusk, and kidnapped the weakest of the ducks unfortunate enough to paddle alone in the darkness.