The Dangerous Summer by Hemingway Ernest

Author:Hemingway, Ernest [Hemingway, Ernest]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
Publisher: Scribner
Published: 2015-05-31T16:00:00+00:00

The ride along the coast road was more dramatic and the coast bolder than that south of Málaga but heavy Sunday traffic cut the views of the blue sea breaking and creaming on the rocks below and it was good to get into the pleasant and booming town of Alicante. There was an excellent new hotel, the Carlton, and they gave us a comfortable cool room with a big balcony even though the town was in fair week and we had explained that we had to leave immediately after the bullfight.

Antonio was feeling good and looked very rested and confident. He had slept all the way to the hotel and then gone to bed and slept until noon. There was much business being done. The promoter for the Valencia ring was talking to Antonio about which bulls he wanted and we excused ourselves and went out. We were expecting Ed Hotchner who had flown to Madrid from New York but had arrived too late to make the Zaragoza fight and was arriving either by plane or by car.

Bill and I had lunch with Domingo and the Valencia promoter, who was a friend of mine, and the two promoters of the Alicante ring. They worked out the program for the Valencia fair. It was to be on a basis of Antonio and Luis Miguel and one fight would be a mano a mano between Luis Miguel and Antonio. “It ought to be a wonderful feria,” Bill said.

Just then Hotch showed up freckled and indomitable and we got him something to eat. He’d had a rough ride in the taxi, and things had been balled up in general, but he put it behind him very fast when we told him we were all three going to watch the fight from the callejón.

“What do I do if the bull jumps into the callejón Papa?” he asked.

“You jump into the ring.”

“What do I do when he comes back into the ring?”

“You jump back into the callejón.”

“It’s elementary,” Hotch said. “It’s no problem at all.”

That afternoon four of the five bulls of Juan Pedro Domecq were excellent. Antonio was confident and happy with both of his and opened up his academy of how bulls should be fought with his first veronica and closed it with his last sword thrust. He cut both ears and the tail of the first bull and the ear of the fourth. Every move he made was perfect and classical. But it was not cold. He was loving with the bulls again and he directed them and commanded them with grace and elegance and he killed cleanly and perfectly. It was good to see him from so close in the callejón and to hear everything he said to the bulls and to his people as he fought this perfect fight.

After the fight we agreed to meet at Pepica’s, the great openair eating place at the Gran de Valencia just north of the port on the sandy beach. It was an all-night drive to Barcelona and one section of the road after we would enter Catalonia was really bad.

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