But how would the creator of my little Eden react if he realized I was lying to him? She liked me as I liked her. I moved my shoulder and was delighted by his mobility so I said decisively:
“Adam I am now. My mind’s touch had been less light this time than before. It blinked for a few minutes, then disappeared. I took Pauline, or Eve, gently by the elbow and explained:
“If what I suspect is true we shall live nine hundred years exactly as long as Adam and Eve lived. I felt a light touch somewhere in my inner self and after only a moment I gave up: at the foot of each tree appeared a harp that seemed to be made of gold and whose strings moved gently, seemingly moved only by the barely perceptible buoyancy that was rising around them.
