Juliet had ceased to care about anything. Now, most of the day, she and the child were naked in the sun, and it was all she wanted. Sometimes she went down to the sea to bathe: often she wandered in the gullies where the sun shone in, and she was out of sight. Sometimes she saw a peasant with an ass2, and he saw her. But she went so simply and quietly with her child; and the fame of the sun’s healing power, for the soul as well as for the body, had already spread among the people; so that there was no excitement.
The child and she were now both tanned with a rosy3-golden tan, all over. “I am another being,” she said to herself, as she looked at her red-gold breasts and thighs4.
The child, too, was another creature, with a peculiar5, quiet, sun-darkened absorption. Now he played by himself in silence, and she need hardly notice him. He seemed no longer to notice when he was alone.
There was not a breeze, and the sea was ultramarine. She sat by the great silver paw of the cypress6 tree, drowsed in the sun, but her breasts alert, full of sap. She was becoming aware of an activity rousing in her, an activity which would bring another self awake in her. She still did not want to be aware. The new rousing would mean a new contact, and this she did not want. She knew well enough the vast cold apparatus7 of civilisation8, and what contact with it meant; and how difficult it was to evade9.
The child had gone a few yards down the rocky path, round the great sprawling10 of a cactus11. She had seen him, a real gold-brown infant of the winds, with burnt gold hair and red cheeks, collecting the speckled pitcher-flowers and laying them in rows. He could balance now, and was quick for his own emergencies, like an absorbed young animal playing.
Suddenly she heard him speaking: Look, Mummy! Mummy look! A note in his bird-like voice made her lean forward sharply.
Her heart stood still. He was looking over his naked little shoulder at her, and pointing with a loose little hand at a snake which had reared itself up a yard away from him, and was opening its mouth so that its forked, soft tongue flickered12 black like a shadow, uttering a short hiss13.
“Look! Mummy!”
“Yes, darling, it’s a snake!” came the slow deep voice. He looked at her, his wide blue eyes uncertain whether to be afraid or not. Some stillness of the sun in her reassured14 him.
“Snake!” he chirped15.
“Yes, darling! Don’t touch it, it can bite.”
The snake had sunk down, and was reaching away from the coils in which it had been basking16 asleep, and slowly easing its long, gold-brown body into the rocks, with slow curves. The boy turned and watched it in silence. Then he said:
“Snake going!”
“Yes! Let it go. It likes to be alone.”
He still watched the slow, easing length as the creature drew itself apathetic17 out of sight.
“Snake gone back,” he said.
“Yes, it is gone back. Come to Mummy a moment.”
He came and sat with his plump, naked little body on her naked lap, and she smoothed his burnt, bright hair. She said nothing, feeling that everything was past. The curious careless power of the sun filled her, filled the whole place like a charm, and the snake was part of the place, along with her and the child.
Another day, in the dry stone wall of one of the olive terraces, she saw a black snake horizontally creeping.
“Marinina,” she said, “I saw a black snake. Are they harmful?”
“Ah, the black snakes, no! But the yellow ones, yes! If the yellow ones bite you, you die. But they frighten me, they frighten me, even the black ones, when I see one.”
Juliet still went to the cypress tree with the child. But she always looked carefully round, before she sat down, examining everywhere the child might go. Then she would lie and turn to the sun again, her tanned, pear-shaped breasts pointing up. She would take no thought for the morrow. She refused to think outside the garden, and she could not write letters. She would tell the nurse to write. So she lay in the sun, but not for long, for it was getting strong, fierce. And in spite of herself, the bud that had been tight and deep immersed in the innermost gloom of her, was rearing, rearing and straightening its curved stem, to open its dark tips and show a gleam of rose. Her womb was coming open wide with rosy ecstasy18, like a lotus flower.
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1 anemones | |
n.银莲花( anemone的名词复数 );海葵 | |
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adj.美好的,乐观的,玫瑰色的 | |
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n.股,大腿( thigh的名词复数 );食用的鸡(等的)腿 | |
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adj.蔓生的,不规则地伸展的v.伸开四肢坐[躺]( sprawl的现在分词 );蔓延;杂乱无序地拓展;四肢伸展坐着(或躺着) | |
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(通常指灯光)闪烁,摇曳( flicker的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
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v.发出嘶嘶声;发嘘声表示不满 | |
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