To Stefan Zweig, with love. Edgar M. and his mother come aboard a small ship to Eden Sanatorium in a spa resort. It is here that the wife, wronged by her husband, will seek a cure for her bad headache, while 13-year-old Edgar is fighting his first male impulses as well as enuresis nocturna, the prettier word for wetting one’s bed. The boy’s amazed gaze ungrily devours the diver...