Garden of Eden

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Author: Ernest Hemingway
Tags: Fiction, Literary, General, Classics
Sevilla is over and so is San Isidro in Madrid and it's early for
there too. It's too early for the Basque coast. It's still cold and rainy. It
rains everywhere there now." "Isn't there a hot part where we could
swim the way we do here?" 'You can't swim in Spain the way we do here.
You'd get arrested." "What a bore. Let's wait to go there then
because I want us to get darker." "Why do you want to be so
dark?" "I don't know. Why do you want anything? Right now it's the
thing that I want most. That we don't have I mean. Doesn't it make you excited
to have me getting so dark?" "Uh-huh. I love it. "Did you think
I could ever be this dark?" "No, because you're blond." "I
can because I'm lion color and they can go dark. But I want every part of me
dark and it's getting that way and you'll be darker than an Indian and that
takes us further away from other people. You see why it's important."
"What will we be?" "I don't know. Maybe we'll just be us. Only
changed. That's maybe the best thing. And we will keep on won't we?"
"Sure. We can go over by the Estérel and explore and find another place
the way we found this one. "We can do that. There are lots of wild places
and nobody is there in the summer. We could get a car and then we could go
everywhere. Spain too when we want. Once we're really dark it won't be hard to
keep unless we had to live in towns. We don't want to be in towns in the
summer.
     
    "How
dark are you going to get?"
     
    "As
dark as I can. We'll have to see. I wish I had some Indian blood. I'm going to
be so dark you won't be able to stand it. I can't wait to go up on the beach tomorrow."
     
    She
went to sleep that way with her head back and her chin up as though she were in
the sun on the beach, breathing softly, and then she curled toward him on her
side and the young man lay awake and thought about the day. It is very possible
that I couldn't get started, he thought, and it probably is sound to not think
about it at all and just enjoy what we have. When I have to work I will.
Nothing can stop that. The last book is good and I must make a better one now.
This nonsense that we do is fun although I don't know how much of it is
nonsense and how much is serious. Drinking brandy at noon is no damn good and
already the simple aperitifs mean nothing. That is not a good sign. She changes
from a girl into a boy and back to a girl carelessly and happily. She sleeps
easily and beautifully and you will sleep too because all you truly know is
that you feel good. You did not sell anything for the money, he thought.
Everything she said about the money was true. Actually it all was true.
Everything was free for a time.
     
    What
was it that she had said about destruction? He could not remember that. She'd
said it but he could not remember it.
     
    Then
he was tired of trying to remember and he looked at the girl and kissed her
cheek very lightly and she did not wake. He loved her very much and everything
about her and he went to sleep thinking about her cheek against his lips and
how the next day they would both be darker from the sun and how dark can she
become, he thought, and how dark will she ever really be?
     
     

Book Two
     

–4–
     
     
    IT
WAS LATE AFTERNOON and the small low car came down from the black road across
the hills and headlands with the dark blue ocean always on the right onto a
deserted boulevard that bordered a flat beach of two miles of yellow sand at
Hendaye. Well ahead on the ocean side was the bulk of a big hotel and a casino
and on the left there were newly planted trees and Basque villas white washed
and brown timbered set in their own trees and plantings. The two young people
in the car rode down the boulevard slowly looking out at the magnificent beach
and at the mountains of Spain that showed blue in this light as the car passed
the casino and the big hotel and went on toward the end of the boulevard. Ahead
was the mouth of the river that flowed into the ocean. The tide was out and
across the
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