hemingway, ernest - garden of eden-第8节

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ing　it　until　Eton　was　all　gone　and　then　I　had　him　keep　on　shortening　it。　Then　he　said　very　severely　that　is　not　an　Eton　crop；　Mademoiselle。　And　I　said　I　didn't　want　an　Eton　crop；　Monsieur。　That　was　the　only　way　I　knew　how　to　explain　what　I　wanted　and　it　is　Madame　not　Mademoiselle。　So　then　I　had　him　shorten　it　some　more　and　then　I　kept　him　shortening　it　and　it　is　either　wonderful　or　terrible。　You　don't　mind　it　on　my　forehead？　When　it　was　Eton　it　fell　in　my　eye。

〃It's　wonderful。〃

〃It's　awfully　classic；〃　she　said。　〃But　it　feels　like　an　animal。　Feel　it。〃

He　felt　it。

〃Don't　worry　about　it　being　too　classic；〃　she　said。　〃My　mouth　balances　it。　Now　can　we　make　love？〃

She　bent　her　head　forward　and　he　pulled　the　sweater　over　her　head　and　down　off　her　arms　and　bent　over　her　neck　to　unhook　the　safety　clasp。

〃No　leave　them。〃

She　lay　back　on　the　bed　her　brown　legs　tight　together　and　her　head　against　the　flat　sheet　the　pearls　slanted　away　from　the　dark　rise　of　her　breasts。　Her　eyes　were　shut　and　her　arms　were　by　her　sides。　She　was　a　new　girl　and　he　saw　her　mouth　was　changed　too。　She　was　breathing　very　carefully　and　she　said；　〃You　do　everything。　From　the　beginning。　From　the　very　beginning。〃

〃Is　this　the　beginning？〃

〃Oh　yes。　And　don't　wait　too　long。　No　don't　wait&mdash；〃


In　the　night　she　lay　curled　around　him　with　her　head　below　his　chest　and　stroked　it　softly　across　him　from　one　flank　to　another　and　then　came　up　to　put　her　lips　on　his　and　put　her　arms　around　him　and　said；　〃You're　so　lovely　and　loyal　when　you　are　asleep　and　you　didn't　wake　and　didn't　wake。　I　thought　you　wouldn't　and　it　was　lovely。　You　were　so　loyal　to　me。　Did　you　think　it　was　a　dream？　Don't　wake。　I'm　going　to　sleep　but　if　I　don't　I'll　be　a　wild　girl。　She　stays　awake　and　takes　care　of　you。　You　sleep　and　know　I'm　here。　Please　sleep。〃

In　the　morning　when　he　woke　there　was　the　lovely　body　that　he　knew　close　against　him　and　he　looked　and　saw　the　waxed…wood　dark　shoulders　and　neck　and　the　fair　tawny　head　close　and　smooth　lying　as　a　small　animal　and　he　shifted　down　in　the　bed　and　turned　toward　her　and　kissed　her　forehead　with　her　hair　under　his　lips　and　then　her　eyes　and　then　gently；　her　mouth。

〃I'm　asleep。〃

〃So　was　I。〃

〃I　know。　Feel　how　strange。　All　night　it　was　wonderful　how　strange。

〃Not　strange。

〃Say　so　if　you　want。　Oh　we　fit　so　wonderfully。　Can　we　both　go　to　sleep？〃

〃Do　you　want　to　be　asleep？〃

〃Us　both　asleep。〃　〃I'll　try。〃

〃Are　you　asleep？〃　〃No。〃

〃Please　try。〃

〃I'm　trying。〃

〃Shut　your　eyes　then。　How　can　you　sleep　if　you　won't　shut　your　eyes？〃

〃I　like　to　see　you　in　the　morning　all　new　and　strange。〃

〃Was　I　good　to　invent　it？〃

〃Don't　talk。〃

〃It's　the　only　way　to　slow　things。　I　have　already。　Couldn't　you　tell？　Of　course　you　could。　Couldn't　you　tell　now　and　now　and　now　like　our　hearts　beating　together　it　is　the　same　I　know　it's　only　that　that　counts　but　we　don't　count　it's　so　lovely　and　so　good　so　good　and　lovely&mdash；〃


She　came　back　to　the　big　room　and　went　to　the　mirror　and　sat　and　brushed　her　hair　looking　at　herself　critically。

〃Let's　have　breakfast　in　bed；〃　she　said。　〃And　can　we　have　champagne　if　it's　not　wicked？　In　the　brut　they　have　Lanson　and　Perrier…Jouet　of　the　good。　May　I　ring？〃

〃Yes；〃　he　said　and　went　under　the　shower。　Before　he　put　it　on　full　force　he　could　hear　her　voice　on　the　telephone。

When　he　came　out　she　was　sitting　back　very　formally　against　two　pillows　with　all　the　pillows　neatly　shaken　out　and　placed　two　and　two　at　the　head　of　the　bed。

〃Do　I　look　all　right　with　my　head　wet？〃

〃It's　just　damp。　You　dried　it　with　the　towel。〃

〃I　can　cut　it　shorter　on　the　forehead。　I　can　do　that　myself。　Or　you　can。

〃I'd　like　it　if　it　came　over　your　eyes。

〃Maybe　it　will；〃　she　said。　〃Who　knows？　Maybe　we'll　get　tired　of　being　classical。　And　today　we'll　stay　on　the　beach　all　through　noon。　We'll　go　way　far　down　it　and　we　can　tan　really　when　the　people　all　come　in　for　lunch　and　then　we'll　ride　to　St。　Jean　to　eat　when　we're　hungry　at　the　Bar　Basque。　But　first　you'll　make　us　go　to　the　beach　because　we　need　to。〃

〃Good。〃

David　moved　a　chair　over　and　put　his　hand　close　on　hers　and　she　looked　at　him　and　said；　〃Two　days　ago　I　understood　every　thing　and　then　the　absinthe　made　me　turn　on　it。〃

〃I　know；〃　David　told　her。　〃You　couldn't　help　it。〃

〃But　I　hurt　you　about　the　clippings。〃

〃No；〃　he　said。　〃You　tried。　You　didn't　make　it。〃

〃I'm　so　sorry；　David。　Please　believe　me。〃

〃Everybody　has　strange　things　that　mean　things　to　them。　You　couldn't　help　it。〃

〃No；〃　the　girl　said　and　shook　her　head。

〃It's　all　right　then；〃　David　said。　〃Don't　cry。　It's　all　right。〃

〃I　never　cry；〃　she　said。　〃But　I　can't　help　it。〃

〃I　know　it　and　you're　beautiful　when　you　cry。

〃No。　Don't　say　it。　But　I　never　cried　before　did　I？〃

〃Never。〃

〃But　will　it　be　bad　for　you　if　we　stay　here　just　two　days　on

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the　beach？　We　haven't　had　any　chance　to　swim　and　it　would　be　silly　to　have　been　here　and　not　to　swim。　Where　are　we　going　to　go　when　we　leave　here？　Oh。　We　haven't　decided　yet。　We'll　probably　decide　tonight　or　in　the　morning。　Where　would　you　suggest？〃

〃I　think　anywhere　would　be　fine；〃　David　said。

〃Well　maybe　that's　where　we　will　go。〃　〃It's　a　big　place。〃

〃It's　nice　to　be　alone　though　and　I'll　pack　us　nicely。〃

〃There's　nothing　much　to　do　except　put　in　toilet　things　and　close　two　bags。〃

〃We　can　leave　in　the　morning　if　you　want。　Truly　I　don't　want　to　do　anything　to　you　or　have　any　bad　effect　on　you。

The　waiter　knocked　on　the　door。

〃There　was　no　more　Perrier…Jouet；　Madame；　so　I　brought　the　Lanson。〃

She　had　stopped　crying　and　David's　hand　was　still　close　on　hers　and　he　said；　〃I　know。

Chapter　Six




THEY　had　SPENT　the　morning　at　the　Prado　and　now　were　sitting　at　a　place　in　a　building　with　thick　stone　walls。　It　was　cool　and　very　old。　There　were　wine　casks　around　the　walls。　The　tables　were　old　and　thick　and　the　chairs　were　worn。　The　light　came　from　the　door。　The　waiter　brought　them　glasses　of　manzanilla　from　the　lowland　near　Cadiz　called　the　Marismas　with　thin　slices　of　jam6n　serrano；　a　smoky；　hard　cured　ham　from　pigs　that　fed　on　acorns；　and　bright　red　spicy　salchich6n；　another　even　spicier　dark　sausage　from　a　town　called　Vich　and　anchovies　and　garlic　olives。　They　ate　these　and　drank　more　of　the　manzanilla；　which　was　light　and　nutty　tasting。

Catherine　had　a　Spanish…English　Method　book　with　a　green　cover　on　the　table　close　to　her　hand　and　David　had　a　stack　of　the　morning　papers。　It　was　a　hot　day　but　cool　in　the　old　building　and　the　waiter　asked；　〃Do　you　want　gazpacho？〃　He　was　an　old　man　and　he　filled　their　glasses　again。

〃Do　you　think　the　sefiorita　would　like　it？〃

〃Try　her；〃　the　waiter　said　gravely　as　though　he　were　speaking　of　a　mare。


It　came　in　a　large　bowl　with　ice　floating　with　the　slices　of　crisp　cucumber；　tomato；　garlic　bread；　green　and　red　peppers；　and　the　coarsely　peppered　liquid　that　tasted　lightly　of　oil　and　vinegar。
〃It's　a　salad　soup；〃　Catherine　said。　〃It's　delicious。〃
〃Es　gazpacho；〃　the　waiter　said。
They　drank　Valdepefias　now　from　a　big　pitcher　and　it　started　to　build　with　the　foundation　of　the　marismeiio　only　held　back　temporarily　by　the　dilution　of　the　gazpacho　which　it　moved　in　on　confidently。　It　built　solidly。
〃What　is　this　wine？〃　Catherine　asked。
〃It's　an　African　wine；〃　David　said。
〃They　always　say　that　Africa　begins　at　the　Pyrenees；〃　Catherine　said。　〃I　remember　how　impressed　I　was　when　I　first　heard　it。〃
〃That's　one　of　those　easy　sayings；〃　David　said。　〃It's　more　complicated　than　that。　Just　drink　it。〃
〃But　how　can　I　tell　about　where　Africa　begins　if　I've　never　been　there？　People　are　always　telling　you　tricky　things。〃
〃Sure。　You　can　tell。〃
〃The　Basque　country　certainly　wasn't　like　Africa　or　anything　I　ever　heard　about　Africa。〃
〃Neither　is　Asturias　nor　Galicia　but　once　you're　in　from　the　coast　it　gets　to　be　Africa　fast　enough。〃
〃But　why　didn't　they　ever　paint　that　country？〃　Catherine　asked。　〃In　all　the　backgrounds　it　is　always　the　mountains　out　by　the　Escorial。〃
〃The　sierra；〃　David　said。　〃Nobody　wanted　to　buy　pictures　of　Castilla　the　way　you　saw　it。　They　never　did　have　landscape　painters。　The　painters　painted　what　was　ordered。〃
〃Except　Greco's　Toledo。　It's　terrible　to　have　such　a　wonderful　country　and　no　good　painters　ever　paint　it；〃　Catherine　said。
'What　should　we　eat　after　the　gazpacho？〃　David　said。　The

proprietor；　who　was　a　short　middle…aged　man；　heavily　built　and　square　faced；　had　come　over。　〃He　thinks　we　ought　to　have　meat　of　some　kind。〃

〃Hay　solomillo　muy　bueno；〃　the　owner　insisted。

〃No；　please；〃　Catherine　said。　〃Just　a　salad。〃

〃Well；　at　least　drink　a　little　wine；〃　the　proprietor　said　and　refilled　the　pitcher　from　the　spigot　of　the　cask　behind　the　bar。

〃I　shouldn't　drink；〃　Catherine　said。　〃I'm　sorry　I'm　talking　so　much。　I'm　sorry　if　I　talked　stupidly。　I　usually　do。〃

〃You　talk　very　interestingly　and　awfully　well　for　a　hot　day　like　this。　Does　the　wine　make　you　talkative？〃

〃It's　a　different　sort　of　talkative　than　absinthe；〃　Catherine　said。　〃It　doesn't　feel　dangerous。　I've　started　on　my　good　new　life　and　I'm　reading　now　and　looking　outward　and　trying　not　to　think　about　myself　so　much　and　I'm　going　to　keep　it　up