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Not before. But then,
as soon as you like. [_She rises, and passing behind him, strolls off
carelessly to the tree and leans against it, stroking a ring of the
snake_].
ADAM. There need be no hurry even then.
EVE. I see you will put it off until tomorrow.
ADAM. And you? Will you die the moment you have made a new Eve?
EVE. Why should I? Are you eager to be rid of me? Only just now you
wanted me to sit still and never move lest I should stumble and die like
the fawn. Now you no longer care.
ADAM. It does not matter so much now.
EVE [_angrily to the snake_] This death that you have brought into the
garden is an evil thing. He wants me to die.
THE SERPENT [_to Adam_] Do you want her to die?
ADAM. No. It is I who am to die. Eve must not die before me. I should be
lonely.
EVE. You could get one of the new Eves.
ADAM. That is true. But they might not be quite the same. They could
not: I feel sure of that. They would not have the same memories. They
would be--I want a word for them.
THE SERPENT. Strangers.
ADAM. Yes: that is a good hard word.


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