To Have and Have Not (read Hemingway)

It was morning and over the two distant mountains the sky was clearing and between them the sun also rose. The month was April and the torrents of spring fell almost everyday bidding winter a farewell to arms but not that day, for that was a dry day. A man and woman stood together on the veranda to witness nature's beauty which was true at first light and four miles away in the village a bell tolled and it was haunting. There were islands in the stream that was now flooded into a river and across the river and into the trees the two saw the garden of Eden and they were moved. The man was an old man and had been a sailor in the navy and often spoke of the sea. Just then he looked at the woman and inquired, "have you read much Hemingway?"