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Now Juma had worked out the trail and motioned to his father and they started on。

My father doesn't need to kill elephants to live; David thought。 Juma would not have found him if I had not seen him。 He had his chance at him and all he did was wound him and kill his friend。 Kibo and I found him and I never should have told them and I should have kept him secret and had him always and let them stay drunk with their hi his at the beer shamba。 Juma was so drunk we could not wake him。 I'm going to keep everything a secret always。 I'll never tell them anything again。 If they kill him Juma will drink his share of the ivory or just buy himself another god damn wife。 Why didn't you help the elephant when you could? All you had to do was not go on the second day。 No; that wouldn't have stopped them。 Juma would have gone on。 You never should have told them。 Never; never tell them。 Try and remember that。 Never tell anyone anything ever。 Never tell anyone anything again。

His father waited for him to come up and said very gently; 〃He rested here。 He's not travelling as he was。 We'll be up on him anytime now。〃

〃Fuck elephant hunting;〃 David had said very quietly。

〃What's that?〃 his father asked。

〃Fuck elephant hunting;〃 David said softly。
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〃Be careful you don't fuck it up;〃 his father had said to him and looked at him flatly。

That's one thing; David had thought。 He's not stupid。 He knows all about it now and he will never trust me again。 That's good。 I don't want him to because I'll never ever tell him or anybody anything again never anything again。 Never ever never。

That was where he stopped in the hunt that morning。 He knew he did not have it right yet。 He had not gotten the enormity of the skull as they had come onto it in the forest nor the tunnels underneath it in the earth that the beetles had made and that had been revealed like deserted galleries or catacombs when the elephant had moved the skull。 He had not made the great length of the whitened bones nor how the elephant's tracks had moved around the scene of the killing and how following them he had been able to see the elephant as he had moved and then had been able to see what the elephant had seen。 He had not gotten the great width of the one elephant trail that was a perfect road through the forest nor the worn smooth rubbing trees nor the way other trails intersected so that they were like the map of the Metro in Paris。 He had not made the light in the forest where the trees came together at their tops and he had not clarified certain things that he must make as they were then; not as he recalled them now。 The distances did not matter since all dis tances changed and how you remembered them was how they were。 But his change of feeling toward Juma and toward his father and toward the elephant was complicated by the exhaustion that had bred it。 Tiredness brought the beginning of under standing。 The understanding was beginning and he was realizing it as he wrote。 But the dreadful true understanding was all to come and he must not show it by arbitrary statements of rhetoric but by remembering the actual things that had brought it。 Tomorrow he would get the things right and then go on。

He put the cahiers of manuscript away in the suitcase and

locked it and came out the door of his room and walked along the front of the hotel to where Marita was reading。

〃Do you want breakfast?〃 she asked。

〃I think I'd like a drink。〃

〃Let's have it at the bar;〃 she said。 〃It's cooler。〃

They went in and sat down on stools and David poured from the Haig Pinch bottle into a glass and filled it up with cold Perrier。

〃What became of Catherine?〃

〃She left very happy and gay。

〃And how are you?〃

〃Happy and shy and rather quiet。〃

〃Too shy for me to kiss you?〃

They held each other and he could feel himself start to be whole again。 He had not known just how greatly he had been divided and separated because once he started to work he wrote from an inner core which could not be split nor even marked nor scratched。 He knew about this and it was his strength since all the rest of him could be riven。

They sat at the bar while the boy laid the table and the first coolness of fall was in the breeze from the sea and then sitting at the table under the pines they felt it again as they ate and drank。

〃This cool breeze comes all the way from Kurdistan;〃 David said。 〃The equinoctial storms will be coming soon。〃

〃They won't come today;〃 the girl said。 〃We don't have to worry about them today。〃

〃There hasn't been a blow of any kind since when we met in Cannes at the cafe。〃

〃Can you still remember things that long ago?〃

〃It seems further away than the war。〃

〃I had the war the last three days;〃 the girl said。 〃I just left it this morning。〃

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〃I never think about it;〃 David said。
〃Now I've read it;〃 Marita told him; 〃but I don't understand about you。 You never made clear what you believed。〃

He filled her glass and then refilled his own。

〃I didn't know until afterwards;〃 he said。 〃So I didn't try to act as though I did。 I suspended thinking about it while it was happening。 I only felt and saw and acted and thought tactically。 That's why it's not a better book。 Because I wasn't more intelligent。〃

〃It is a very good book。 The flying parts are wonderful and the feeling for the other people and for the planes themselves。〃

〃I'm good on other people and on technical and tactical things;〃 David said。 〃I don't mean to talk wet or to brag。 But; Marita; nobody knows about himself when he is really involved。 Yourself isn't worth considering。 It would be shameful at the time。〃

〃But afterwards you know。〃

〃Sure。 Sometimes。〃

〃Can I read the narrative?〃

David poured wine in the glasses again。

〃How much did she tell you?〃

〃She said she told me everything。 She tells things very well you know。〃

〃I'd rather you didn't read it;〃 David said。 〃All it would do is make trouble。 I didn't know there would be you when I wrote it and I can't help her telling you things but I don't have to have you read about them too。〃

〃Then I mustn't read it?〃

〃I wish you wouldn't。 I don't want to give you orders。〃

〃Then I have to tell you;〃 the girl said。

〃She let you read it?〃

〃Yes。 She said I should。〃

〃God damn her。〃

〃She didn't do it to do wrong。 It was when she was so worried。〃

〃So you read it all?〃

〃Yes。 It's wonderful。 It's so much better than the last book and now the stories are so much better than it or than anything。〃

〃What about the Madrid part?〃 He looked at her and she looked up at him and then moistened her lips and did not look away and she said very carefully; 〃I knew all about that because I'm just the way you are。


When they were lying together Marita said; 〃You don't think about her when you make love to me?〃

〃No; stupid。〃

〃You don't want me to do her things? Because I know them all and I can do them。〃

〃Stop talking and just feel。〃

〃I can do them better than she can。〃

〃Stop talking。〃

〃Don't think you have to—〃

〃Don't talk。〃

〃But you don't have to—〃

〃No one has to but we are—〃

They lay holding each other close and hard and then gently finally and Marita said; 〃I have to go away but I'll be back。 Please sleep for me。〃

She kissed him and when she came back he was asleep。 He had meant to wait for her but he had fallen asleep while he waited。 She lay down by him and kissed him and when he did not wake she lay by him very quietly and tried to sleep too。 But she was not sleepy and she kissed him very softly again and then commenced to play with him very gently while she pushed her breasts against him。 He stirred in his sleep and she lay now with her head down below his chest and played softly and searchingly making small intimacies and discoveries。

It was a long cool afternoon and David slept and when he
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woke Marita was gone and he heard the two girls' voices on the terrace。 He dressed and unbolted the door to his working room and then came out from the door of that room onto the flagstones。 There was no one on the terrace except the waiter who was taking in the tea things and he found the girls in the bar。


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