Ernest Hemingway

THE GARDEN OF EDEN
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Chapter Twenty-eight

AT THE HOTEL Madame came in from the kitchen when David and Marita came into the main room. She had a letter in her hand.

"Madame took the train for Biarritz," she said. "She left this letter for Monsieur."

"When did she go?" David asked.

"Immediately after Monsieur and Madame left," Madame Aurol said. "She sent the boy to the station for the ticket and to reserve a wagon-lit."

David began reading the letter.

"What would you eat?" Madame said. "Some cold chicken and a salad? An omelette to start. There's lamb too if Monsieur would rather. What would he like, Madame?"

Marita and Madame Aurol were talking together and David finished reading the letter. He put it in his pocket and looked at Madame Aurol. "Did she seem herself when she left?"

"Perhaps not, Monsieur."

"She'll be back," David said.

"Yes, Monsieur."

"We will take good care of her."

"Yes, Monsieur." She began to cry a little as she turned the omelette and David put his arm around her and kissed her. "Go and talk to Madame," she said, "and let me set the table. Aurol and the boy are at Napoule, mixing belote and politics."

"I'll set it," Marita said. "Open the wine, David, please. Don't you think we should have a bottle of the Lanson?"

He closed the door of the ice chest and holding the cold bottle untwisted the seal and loosened the wire and then carefully moved the cork between his thumb and first finger feeling the pinch of metal cap against his thumb and the long cold rounded promise of the bottle. He brought the cork out gently and poured three glasses full. Madame stood back from the stove with her glass and they all raised their glasses. David did not know what to drink to so he said the first words that came which were, "A nous et a la liberte."

They all drank and then Madame served the omelette and they all drank again without making a toast.

"Eat, David, please," Marita said.

"All right," he said and drank some of the wine and ate some of the omelette slowly.

"Just eat a little," Marita said. "It will be good for you."

Madame looked at Marita and shook her head. "Nothing is helped by your not eating," Madame told him.

"Sure," said David and ate slowly and carefully and drank the champagne that was born new each time he poured a glass.

"Where did she leave the car?" he asked.

"At the station," Madame said. "The boy rode down with her. He brought back the key. It's in your room.

"Was the wagon-lit crowded?"

"No. He put her aboard. There were very few passengers. She will have a place."

"It's not a bad train," David said.

"Eat some chicken," Madame said, "and drink some more wine. Op en another bottle. Your women are thirsty too."

"I'm not thirsty," Marita said.

"Yes, you are," Madame said. "Drink up now and take a bottle with you. I know this one. It's good for him to drink good wine."

"I don't want to drink too much, chbie," David said to Madame. "Because tomorrow is a bad day and I'd rather not feel bad too."

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