[Music] Brave New World by Aldis Huxley read by Steve Parker one a squat Gray Building of only 34 stories over the main entrance the words central London Hatchery and conditioning Center and in a shield the world states motto Community identity stability the enormous room on the ground floor faced towards the north cold for all the summer beyond the pains for all the tropical heat of the room itself a harsh thin light glared Through the Windows hungrily seeking some draped lay figure some pad shape of academic Goose flesh but finding only the glass and nickel and bleakly Shining porcelain of a laboratory wintriness responded to wintriness the overalls of the workers were white their hands gloved with a pale corpse colored rubber the light was frozen dead a ghost only from the yellow barrels of the microscopes did it borrow a certain rich and living substance lying along the polished tubes like butter streak after luscious streak in Long recession down the worktables and this said the director opening the door is the fertilizing room bent over their instruments 300 fertilizers were plunged as the Director of of hatcheries in conditioning entered the room into the scarcely breathing silence the absent-minded soliloquising hum or whistle of absorbed concentration a troop of newly arrived students very young pink and callow followed nervously rather abjectly at the director's heels each of them carried a notebook in which whenever the great man spoke he desperately scribbled straight from the horse's mouth it was a rare privilege the DHC for C London always made a point of personally conducting his new students around the various departments just to give you a general idea he would explain to them for of course some sort of general idea they must have if they were to do their work intelligently though as little of one as they were to be good and happy members of society as possible for particulars as everyone knows make for virtue and happiness generalities are intellectually necessary evils not philosophers but fret Sawyers and stamp collectors compose the backbone of society tomorrow he would add smiling at them with a slightly menacing geniality you'll be settling down to Serious work you won't have time for generalities meanwhile meanwhile it was a privilege straight from the horse's mouth into the notebook the boys scribbled like mad tall and rather thin but upright the director Advanced into the room he had a long chin and big rather prominent teeth just covered when he was not talking by his full fluidly curved lips old young 30 50 55 it was hard to say and anyhow the question didn't arise in this year of stability AF 632 it didn't occur to you to ask it I shall begin at the beginning said the DHC and the more zealous students recorded his intention in their notebook begin at the beginning these he waved his hand are the incubators and opening an insulated door he showed them racks upon racks of numbered test tubes the weak supply of overk kept he explained at blood heat whereas the male GTS and here he opened another door they have to be kept at 35 instead of 37 full blood heat sterilizers Rams wrapped in thermogene beget no Lambs still leaning against the incubators he gave them while the pencils scurried illegibly across the pages a brief description of the modern fertilizing process spoke first of course of its surgical introduction the operation undergone voluntarily for the good of society not to mention the fact that it carries a bonus amounting to six month salary continued with some account of the technique for preserving the excised ovary alive and actively developing passed onto a cons consideration of optimum temperature salinity viscosity referred to the liquor in which the detached and riped eggs were kept and leading his charges to the worktables actually showed them how this liquor was drawn off from the test tubes how it was let out drop by drop onto the specially warmed slides of the microscopes how the eggs which it contained were inspected for abnormalities counted and transferred to a porous receptacle how and he now took them to watch the operation this receptacle was immersed in a warm bullon containing free swimming spera tooa at a minimum concentration of 100,000 per cubic centimeter he insisted and how after 10 minutes the container was lifted out of the liquid and its contents reexamined how if any of the eggs remained unfertilized it was again immersed and if necessary yet again how the fertilized over went back to the incubators where the alphas and betas remained until definitely bottled while the gamas Deltas and eps were brought out again after only 36 hours to undergo bokanovsky's process bokanovsky's process repeated the director and the students underlined the words in their little notebooks one egg one embryo one adult normality but a bonified egg will Bud will proliferate will divide from 8 to 96 Buds and every Bud will grow into a perfectly formed embryo and every embryo in into a full-sized adult making 96 human beings grow where only one grew before progress essentially the DHC concluded booken off ification consists of a series of arrests of development we check the normal growth and paradoxically enough the egg responds by budding responds by budding the pencils were busy he pointed on a very slowly moving band a rack full of test tubes was entering a large metal box another rack full was emerging Machinery faintly purred it took eight minutes for the tubes to go through he told them 8 minutes of hard x-rays being about as much as an egg can stand a few died of the rest the least susceptible divided into two most put out four buds some eight all were returned to the incubators where the buds began to develop then after 2 days were suddenly chilled chilled and checked 2 48 the buds in their tone buttered and having buttered were dosed almost to death with alcohol consequently burgeoned again and having budded Bud out of Bud out of Bud where therefore further arrest being generally fatal left to develop in Peace by which time the original egg was in a fair way to becoming anything from 8 to 96 embryos a prodigious Improvement you will agree on nature identical twins but not in piddling twos and threes as in the old vorous days when an egg would sometimes accidentally divide actually by dozens by scores at a time scores the director repeated and flung out his arms as though he were Distributing large s scores but one of the students was full enough to ask where the advantage lay my good boy the director wheeled sharply round on him can't you see can't can't you see he raised a hand his expression was solemn bokanovsky's process is one of the major instruments of social stability major instruments of social stability standard men and women in uniform batches the whole of a small Factory staffed with the products of a single banovski egg 96 identical twins working 96 identical machines the voice was almost tremulous with enthusiasm you clearly know where you are for the first time in history he quoted the planetary motto Community identity stability Grand words if we could book anovi indefinitely the whole problem would be solved solved by standard gamas unvarying Deltas uniform epsilons millions of identical twins the principles of mass production at last applied to biology but a ass the director shook his head we can't banovski indefinitely 96 seemed to be the limit 72 a good average from the same ovary and with gametes of the same male to manufacture as many batches of identical twins as possible that was the best sadly a second best that they could do and even that was difficult four in nature it takes 30 years for 200 eggs to reach maturity but our business is to stabilize the population at this moment Here and Now dribbling out twins over a quarter of a century what would be the use of that obviously no use at all but pod snap's technique had immensely accelerated the process of ripening they could make shore of at least 150 mature eggs within 2 years fertilize and bokanovsky in other words multiply by 72 and you get an average of nearly 11,000 brothers and sisters in 150 batches of identical twins all within 2 years of the same age and in exceptional cases we can make one overy yield us over 15,000 adult individuals beckoning to a fair-haired ruddy young man who happened to be passing at the moment Mr Foster he called the Ruddy young man approached can you tell us the record for a single ovy Mr Foster there's 16,2 in this Center Mr Foster replied without hesitation he spoke very quickly had a vivacious blue eye and took an evident pleasure in quoting figures 16,2 in 189 batches of identicals but of course they've done much better he rattled on in some of the tropical centers Singapore has often produced over 16,500 and Mombasa has actually touched the 177,000 mark but then they have unfair advantages you should see the way a negro ovy responds to pituitary it's quite astonishing when you're used to working with European materials still he added with a laugh but the light of combat was in his eyes and the lift of his chin was challenging still we mean to beat them if we can I'm working on a wonderful Delta minus ovy at this moment only just 18 months old over 12,700 children already either decanted or an embryo and still going strong we w beat them yet that's the spirit I like cried the director and clapped Mr Foster on the shoulder come along with us and give these boys the benefit of your expert knowledge Mr Foster smiled modestly with pleasure they went in the bottling room all was harmonious bustle and ordered activity flaps of fresh sour periton ready cut to the proper size came shooting up in little lifts from the organ store in the sub basement whiz and then click the lift Hatcher's Hue open the bottle liner had only to reach out a hand take the flap insert dirt smoothed down and before the line bottle had had time to travel Out Of Reach along the endless band whiz click another flap of peritoneum had shot up from the depths ready to be slipped into yet another bottle and next of that slow interminable procession on the band next to the liners stood the matriculates the procession Advanced one by one the eggs were transferred from their test tubes to the larger containers defly the peritoneal lining was slit the Mora dropped into place the in solution poured in and already the bottle had passed and it was turn of the labelers heredity data fertilization membership of banovski group details were transferred from test tube to bottle no longer Anonymous but named identified the procession marched slowly on on through an opening in the wall slowly on into the social predestination room 88 cubic M of card index said Mr Foster with relish as they entered containing all the relevant information added the director brought up to date every morning and coordinated every afternoon on the basis of which they make their calculations so many individuals of such and such quality said Mr Foster distributed in such and such quantities the optimum decanting rate at any given moment unforeseen wastages promptly made good promptly repeated Mr Foster if he knew the amount of overtime I had to put in after the last Japanese earthquake he laughed good humoredly and shook his head the predestin nators sended the figures to the fertilizers who give them embryos they ask for and the bottles come in here to be predestined in detail after which they are sent down to the embryo store where we now proceed ourselves and opening a door Mr Foster led the way down a stair case into the basement the temperature was still tropical they descended into a thickening Twilight two doors and a passage with a double turn ensured the cellar against any possible infiltration of the day embryos are like photograph film said Mr Foster waggishly as he pushed open the second door they can only stand red light and in effect the sultry Darkness into which the students now followed him was visible and Crimson like the darkness of closed eyes on a summer's afternoon the bulging flanks of row on receding row and tier above tier of bottles glinted with inumerable rubies and amongst the rubies mve the dim red specters of men and women with purple eyes and all the symptoms of lopers the Harmon rattle of Machinery faintly stirred the air give them a few figures Mr Foster said the director who was tired of talking Mr Foster was only too happy to give them a few figures 220 M long 200 wide 10 high he pointed upwards like chickens drinking the students lifted their eyes towards the distant ceiling three tiers of racks ground floor level first gallery second Gallery the spidery steel work of gallery above Gallery faded away in all directions into the dark near them three red ghosts were busily unloading demig Jons from a moving staircase the escalator from the social predestination room each bottle could be placed on one of 15 racks each rack though you couldn't see it was a conveyor traveling at the rate of 33 and A3 CM an hour 267 days at 8 m is a day 2,136 m in all one circuit of the cellar at ground level one on the first Gallery half on the 2 and on the 267th morning daylight in the decanting room independent existence so called but in the interval Mr Foster concluded we've managed to do a lot of them oh a very great deal his laugh was knowing and triumphant that's the spirit I like said the director one once more let's walk around you tell them everything Mr Foster Mr Foster duy told them told them of the growing embryo on its bed of peritoneum made them taste the rich blood surrogate on which it fed explained why it had to be stimulated with platin and thyroxin told them of the Corpus lutetium extract showed them the Jets through which at every 12th M from 0 to 2040 it was automatically injected spoke of those gradually increasing doses of pituitary administered during the final 96 M of the course describe the artificial maternal circulation installed in every bottle at meter 112 showed them the reservoir of blood surrogate the Cent vial pump that kept the liquid moving over the placenta and drove it through the synthetic lung and waste product filter referred to the embryo's Troublesome tendency to anemia to the massive doses of hog stomach extract and Fetal F's liver with which in consequence it had to be supplied show them the simple mechanism by means of which during the last 2 meters out of every eight all the embryos were simultaneously shaken into familiarity with movement hinted at the gravity of so-called trauma of decanting and enumerated the precautions taken to minimize by suitable training of the bottled embryo that dangerous shock told them of the test for sex carried out in the neighborhood of meter 200 explained the system of labeling a t for the male a circle for the females and for those who are destined to become free Martin a question mark black on a white ground for of course said Mr Foster in the vast majority of cases fertility is merely a nuisance one fertile ovy in 1200 that would really be quite sufficient for our purposes but we want to have a good choice and of course one must always have an enormous margin of safety so we allow as many as 30% of the female embryos to develop normally the others get a dose of male sex Homa and every 24 M for the rest of the course result they're DEC counted as free Martins structurally quite normal except he had to admit that they do have the slightest tendency to grow beards but sterile guaranteed sterile which brings us at last continued Mr Foster out of the realm of mere slavish imitation of nature into the much more interesting world of human invention he rubbed his hands for of course they didn't content themselves with merely hatching out embryos any cow could do that we also predestin and condition we decant our babies as socialized human beings as Alphas or epsilons as future sewer workers or future he was going to say future world controllers but corrected himself and said future directors of hatcheries instead the DHC acknowledged the compliment with a smile they were passing meter 320 on rack 11 a young beta minus mechanic was busy with screwdriver and spanner on the blood surrogate pump of a passing bottle the hum of the electric motor deepened by fractions of tone as he turned the nuts down down a final twist a glance at the revolution counter and he was done he moved two paces down the line and began the same process on the next pump reducing the number of revolutions per minute Mr Foster explained the surrogate goes round slower therefore passes through the lung at longer intervals therefore gives the embryo less oxygen Nothing Like Oxygen shortage for keeping an embryo below par again he rubbed his hands but why do you want to keep the embryo below par asked an ingenious student ass said the director breaking along silence hasn't it occurred to you that an Epsilon embryo must have an Epsilon environment as well as an Epsilon heredity it evidently hadn't occurred to him he was covered with confusion the lower the C said Mr Foster the shorter the oxygen the first organ affected was the brain after that the skeleton at 70% of normal oxygen you got dwarves at less than 70 eyeless monsters who are no use at all concluded Mr Foster whereas his voice became confidential and eager if they could discover a technique for shortening the period of maturation what a tri of what a benefaction to society consider the horse they considered it mature at six the Elephant at 10 while at 13 a man is not yet sexually mature and is only full grown at 20 hence of course that fruit of delayed development the human intelligence but in epsilons said Mr Foster very justly we just don't need human intelligence didn't need and didn't get it but though the Epsilon mind was mature at 10 the Epsilon body was not fit to work till 18 long years of Superfluous and wasted immaturity if the physical development could be speeded up till it was as quick say as a cow's what an enormous savings to the community enormous muttered the students Mr Foster's enthusiasm was infectious he became rather technical spoke of the abnormal endocrine coordination which made men grow so slowly postulated a germinal mutation to account for it could the effects of this germinal mutation be undone could the individual Epsilon embryos made a revert by a suitable technique to the normality of dogs and cows that was the problem and it was all that solved Pilkington at Mombasa had produced individuals who were sexually mature at four and full grown at 6 and a half a scientific Triumph but socially useless six-year-old men and women were too stupid to do even Epsilon work and the process was an All or Nothing one either you failed to modify at all or else you modified the whole way they were still trying to find the ideal compromise between adults of 20 and adults of six so far without success Mr Foster side and shook his head their wanderings through the Crimson Twilight had brought them to the neighborhood of meter 170 on rack 9 from this point onwards rack 9 was enclosed and the bottle performed the remainder of their journey in a kind of tunnel interrupted here and there by openings 2 or 3 m wide heat conditioning said Mr Foster hot tunnels alternated with cool tunnels coolness was wedded to discomfort in the form of hard x-rays by the time they were decanted the embryos had a horror of cold they were predestined to immigrate to the tropics to be minor and acetate silk Spinners and Steel Workers later on their minds would be made to endorse the Judgment of their bodies we conditioned them to thrive on heat concluded Mr Foster our colleagues upstairs will teach them to love it and that put in the director sentential ly that is the secret of happiness and virtue liking what you've got to do all conditioning aims at that making people like their inescapable social Destiny in a gap between two tunnels a nurse was delicately probing with a long fine syringe into the gelatinous contents of a passing bottle the student and their guid stood watching her for a few moments in silence well lenina said Mr Foster when at last she withdrew the syring and straightened herself up the girl turned with a start one could see that for all the lupus and the purple eyes she was uncommonly pretty Henry her smile flashed readly at him a row of coral teeth Charming Charming murmured the director and giving her two or three little Pats received in exchange a rather differential smile for himself what are you giving them asked Mr Foster making his tone very professional oh the usual Ty oid and sleeping sickness tropical workers start being inoculated at meter 150 Mr Foster explained to the students the embryos still have gills we immunize the fish against the future man's diseases then turning back to lolina 10 to five on the roof this afternoon he said as usual Charming said the director once more and with a final Pat moved away after the others on rack 10 row of next generation's chemical workers were being trained in the Toleration of lead costic soda tar and chlorine the first of a batch of 250 embryonic rocket plane Engineers was just passing the 1100 M mark on rack 3 a special mechanism kept their containers in constant rotation to improve their sense of balance Mr Foster explained doing repairs on the outside of a rocket in midair is a ticklish job we slacken off the circulation when they're right way up so that they're half starved and double the flow of surrogate when they're upside down they learn to associate Topsy turum with well-being in fact they're only truly happier when they're standing on their heads and now Mr Foster went on I'd like to show you some very interesting conditioning for Alpha plus intellectuals we have a big batch of them on rack five first gathery level he called two boys who had started to go down to the ground floor they're round about met 900 he explained you really can't do any useful intellectual conditioning till the fetuses have lost their tals follow me but the director had looked at his watch 10 to three he said no time for the intellectual embryos I'm afraid we must go up to the nurseries before the children have finished their afternoon sleep Mr Foster was disappointed at least one glance in the decanting room he pleaded very well then the director smiled indulgently just one [Music] glance e two Mr Foster was left in the decanting room the DHC and his students stepped into the nearest lift and were carried up to the fifth floor infant nurseries neop pavlovian conditioning rooms announced the notice board the director opened a door they were in a large bare room very bright and sunny for the hole of the Southern Wall was a single window half a dozen nurses trousered and jacketed in the regular a white viscous linen uniform their hair aseptically hidden under White Caps were engaged in setting out bowls of roses in a long row across the floor big bowls packed tight with Blossom thousands of petals ripe blown and silkily smooth like the cheeks of innumerable little cherubs but of cherubs in that bright light not exclusively pink and Aran but also luminously Chinese also Mexican also apoplectic with too much blow of celestial trumpets also pale as death pale with the posthumous whiteness of marble the nurses stiffened to attention as the DHC came in sit out the books he said curtly in Silence the nurses obeyed his command between the rose balls the books were duly set out a row of Nursery quarters opened invitingly each at some gay colored image of bird or fish or beast now bring in the children they hurried out of the room and returned in a minute or two each pushing a kind of tall dumb waiter Laden on all its four wire netted shelves with 8-month-old babies all exactly alike a banovski group it was evident and all since their case was Delta dressed in khaki put them on the floor the infants were unloaded now turn them so that they can see the flowers and books turned the babies at once fell silent then began to crawl towards those clusters of sleek colors those shapes so gay and Brilliant on the White Pages as they approached the sun came out of a momentary Eclipse behind a cloud the Roses flamed up as though with a sudden passion from within a new and profound significance seemed to suffuse The Shining pages of the books from the ranks of the crawling babies came little squeals of excitement gurgles and twittering of pleasure the director rubbed his hands excellent he said it might almost have been done on purpose the swiftest Crawlers were already at their goal small hands reached out uncertainly touched grasped un pedling the transfigured Roses crumpling the illuminated pages of the books the director waited until all were happily busy then watch carefully he said and lifting his hand he gave the signal the head nurse who was standing by a switchboard at the other end of the room pressed down a little lever there was a violent explosion shriller and ever shriller a siren shrieked alarm Bells maddeningly sounded the children started screamed their faces were distorted with Terror and now the director shouted for the noise was deafening now we proceed to rub in the lesson with a mild electric shock he waved his hand again and the head nurse pressed a second lever the screaming of the babies suddenly changed its tone there was something desperate almost insane about the sharp spasmo Yelps to which they now gave utterance Their little bodies twitched and stiffened their limbs moved jerkily as if to the tug of unseen wires we can Electrify that whole strip of floor all the director in explanation but that's enough he signaled to the nurse the explosion ceased the Bells stopped ringing the shriek of the siren died down from tone to tone into silence the stiffly twitching bodies relaxed and what had become the so and Yelp of infant Maniacs broadened out once more into a normal howl of ordinary Terror offer them the flowers and the books again the nurses obeyed but at the approach of the Roses at the mere sight of those gayy colored images of [ __ ] and cockadoodle d and bar bar Black Sheep the infants shrank away in horror the volume of their howling suddenly increased observe said the director triumphantly observe books and Loud Noises flowers and electric shocks already in the infant mind these couples were compromising linked and after 200 repetitions of the same or a similar lesson would be wedded indissolubly what man has joined nature is powerless to put us under they'll grow up with what the psychologists used to call an instinctive hatred of books and flowers reflexes unalterably conditioned they'll be safe from books and bodney all their lives the director turned to his nurses take them away again still yelling the khy babies were loaded onto their dumb waiters and wheeled out leaving behind them the smell of sour milk and a most welcome silence one of the students held up his hand and though he could see quite well why you couldn't have lower cast people wasting the community's time over books and that there were always the risk of their reading something which might undesirably decondition one of their reflexes yet well he couldn't quite understand about the flowers why go to the trouble of making it psychologically impossible for Deltas to like flowers patiently the DHC explained if the children were made to scream at the sight of a rose that was on grounds of high Economic Policy not so very long ago a century or thereabouts gamas Deltas even epsilons had been conditioned to like flowers flowers in particular and wild nature in general the idea was to make them want to be going out into the country at every available opportunity and so compel them to consume transport and didn't they consume transport asked the student quite a lot the DHC replied but nothing else primroses and Landscapes he pointed out have one grave deficit they are gratuitous a love of nature keeps no factories busy it was decided to abolish the love of nature at any rate amongst the lower classes to abolish the love of nature but not the tendency to consume transport for of course it was essential that they should keep on going to the country even though they hated it the problem was to find an economically Sounder reason for consuming transport than a mere affection for primroses and Landscapes it was duly found we conditioned the masses to hate the country concluded the director but simultaneously we condition them to love all Country Sports at the same time we see to it that all country sport shall entail the use of elaborate apparatus so that they consume manufactured articles as well as transport hence those electric shocks I see said the student and was silent lost in admiration there was a silence then clearing his throat Once Upon a Time the director began while our Ford was still on Earth there was a little boy called Ruben rabinovich Ruben was the child of Polish speaking parents H the director interrupted himself you know what polish is I suppose a dead language like French and German added another student officiously showing off his learning and parent questioned the DHC there was an uneasy silence several of the boys blushed they had not yet learned to draw the significant but often very fine distinction between smut and pure science one at last had the courage to raise a hand human beings used to be he hesitated the blood rushed to his cheeks well they used to be Viv vious quite right the director nodded approvingly and when the babies were decanted born came the correction well then they were the parents I mean not the babies of course uh the other ones the poor boy was overwhelmed with confusion in brief the director summed up the parents were the father and the mother the smut that was really science fell with a crash into the boy's ear avoiding silence mother he repeated loudly rubbing in the science and leaning back in his chair these he said Gravely are unpleasant facts I know it but then most historical facts are unpleasant he returned to little Reuben to little Reuben in whose room one evening by an oversight his father and mother crash crash happened to leave the radio turned on for you must remember that in those days of Bruce VI vious reproduction children were always brought up by their parents and not in the state conditioning centers while the child was asleep a broadcast program from London suddenly started to come through and the next morning to the astonishment of his crash and crash the more daring of the boys ventured to grin at one another little ruin woke up repeating word for word a long lecture by that curious old writer one of the very few whose Works have been permitted to come down to us George Bernard Shaw who was speaking according to a well authenticated tradition about his own genius to little Ruben's wink and snigger this lecture was of course perfectly incomprehensible and imagining that their child had suddenly gone mad they sent for a doctor he fortunately understood English recognized the discourse as that which Shaw had broadcasted the previous evening realized the significance of what had happened and sent a letter to the medical press about it the principle of sleep teaching or hypnopedia had been discovered the DHC made an impressive pause the principal had been discovered but many many years were to elapse before that principle was usefully applied the case of little Ruben occurred only 23 years after our Ford's first tea model was put on the market here the director made a sign of the te te on his stomach and all the students reverently followed suit and yet furiously the student scribbled hypnopedia first used officially in af24 why not before two reasons brackets a and brackets these early experimenters the DHC was saying were on the wrong track they thought that hypnopedia could be made an instrument of intellectual education a small boy asleep on his right side the right arm stuck out the right hand hanging limp over the edge of the bed through a round grating in the side of a box a voice speaks softly the Nile is the longest river in Africa and the second in length of all the rivers of the globe although falling short of the length of the Mississippi Missouri the Nile is at the head of all Rivers as regards the length of its Basin which extends through 35° of latitude at breakfast the next morning Tommy someone says do you know which is the longest river in Africa a shap of the head but don't you remember something that begins the Nile is that the Nile is the longest river in Africa and the second in length of all the rivers of the globe the words come rushing out although falling short of well now which is the longest river in Africa the eyes are blank I don't know but the Nile Tommy the Nile is the longest river in Africa and second then which river is the longest Tommy Tommy bursts into tears I don't know he howls that howl the director made it plain discouraged the earliest investigators the experiments were abandoned no further attempt was made to teach children the length of the Nile in their sleep quite rightly you can't learn a science unless you know what it's all about whereas if they'd only started on moral education said the director leading the way towards the door the students followed him desperately scribbling as they walked and all the way up in the lift moral education which ought never in any circumstances to be rational silence silence whispered a loud speaker as they stepped out at the 14th floor and silence silence the trumpet mouths indefatigably repeated at intervals down every Corridor the students and even the director himself Rose automatically to the tips of their toes they were Alphas of course but even Alphas have been well conditioned silence silence all the air of the 14th floor was sient with the categorical imperative 50 yards of tiptoeing brought them to a door which the director cautiously opened they stepped over the threshold into the Twilight of a shuted dormatory 80 cots stood in a row against the wall there was a sound of light regular breathing and a continuous murmur as of very faint voices remotely Whispering a nurse Rose as they entered and came to attention before the director what's the lesson this afternoon he asked we had Elementary sex for the first 40 minutes she answered but now it switched over to Elementary class Consciousness the director walked slowly down the long line of cots Rosy and relaxed with sleep 80 little boys and girls lay softly breathing there was a whisper under every pillow the DHC halted and bending over one of the little beds listened attentively Elementary class Consciousness did you say let's have it repeated a little bit louder by the trumpet at the end of the room a loud speaker projected from the wall the director walked up to it and pressed the switch all we green said a soft but very distinct voice beginning in the middle of a sentence and Delta children wear khaki oh no I don't want to play with Delta children and EP on are still worse they're too stupid to be able to read or write besides they wear black which is such a beastly color I'm so glad I'm a beta there was a pause then the voice began again Alpha children wear gray they work much harder than we do because they're so frightfully clever I'm really awfully glad I'm a beta because I don't work so hard and then we are much better than the gamers and delts gamers are stupid they all wear green and Delta children wear khi oh no I don't want to play with Delta children and epsilons are still worse they're too stupid to be able the director pushed back the switch the voice was silent only its thin ghost contined to mutter from beneath the 80 pillows they'll have that repeated 40 or 50 times more before they wake then again on Thursday and again on Saturday 120 times three times a week for 30 months after which they go on to a more advanced lesson roses and electric shocks the carys of deltas and a whiff of asaaa welded indissolubly before the child can speak but wordless conditioning is crude and wholesale cannot bring home the finer distinctions cannot inculcate the more complex cses of behavior for that there must be words but words without reason in brief hypnopedia the greatest moralizing and socializing force of all time the students took it down in their little books straight from the horse's mouth once more the director touched the switch so frightfully clever the soft insinuating indefatigable voice was saying I'm really awfully glad I'm a beta because not so much like drops of water though water it is true can wear holes in the hardest Granite ra rather drops of liquid sealing wax drops that adhere encrust incorporate themselves with what they fall on till finally The Rock is all one Scarlet blob till at last the child's mind is these suggestions and the sum of the suggestions is the child's mind and not the child's mind only the adult's mind too all his LIF long the mind that judges and desires and decides made up of these suggestions but all these suggestions are our suggestions the director almost shouted in his Triumph suggestions from the state he banged the nearest table it therefore follows a noise made him turn around oh Ford he said in another tone I've gone and woken the children [Music] three outside in the garden it was playtime naked in the warm June Sunshine 6 or 700 little boys and girls were running with shrill yells Over The Lawns or playing ball games or squatting silently in twos and threes amongst the flowering shrubs the Roses were in bloom two nighting girls soliloquized in the boscage a cuckoo was just going out of tune amongst the lime trees the air was drowsy with the murmur of bees and helicopters the director and his students stood for a short time watching a game of centrifugal Bumble pubby 20 children were grouped in a circle around a chrome steel Tower a ball thrown up so as to land on a platform at the top of the tower rolled down into the interior fell onto a rapidly revolving disc was Hur through one or other of the numerous apertures pierced in the cylindrical casing and had to be caught strange m the director as they turned away strange to think that even in our Ford's day most games were played Without more apparatus than a ball or two few sticks and perhaps a bit of netting imagine the Folly of allowing people to play elaborate games which do nothing whatever to increase consumption it's Madness nowadays the controllers won't approve of any new game unless it can be shown that it requires at least as much apparatus as the most complicated of existing was ing games he interrupted himself that's a Charming little group he said pointing in a little grassy Bay between tall clumps of Mediterranean Heather two children a little boy of about seven and a little girl who might have been a year older were playing very Gravely and with all the focused attention of scientists intent on a labor of Discovery a rudimentary sexual game Charming Charming the DHC repeated sentimentally Charming the boys politely agreed but their smile was rather patronizing they had put aside similar childish amusements too recently to be able to watch them now without a touch of contempt Charming but it was just a pair of kids fooling about that was all just kids I always think the director was continuing in the same rather mland tone when he was interrupted by a loud booh hooing from a neighboring shrubber emerged a nurse leading by the hand a small boy who howled as he went an anxious looking little girl trotted at her heels what's the matter asked the director the nurse Shrugged her shoulders nothing much she answered it's just that this little boy seems rather reluctant to join in the ordinary erotic play I'd noticed it once or twice before and now again today you started yelling just now honestly put in the anxious looking little girl I didn't I didn't mean to hurt him or anything honestly of course you didn't dear said the nurse reassuringly and so she went on turning back to the director I'm taking him in to see the assistant superintendent of psychology just to see if anything's at all abnormal quite right said the director take him in you stay here little girl he added as the nurse moved away with her still howling charge what's your name poly trosky and a very good name too said the director run away now and see if you can find some other little boy to play with the child scampered off into the bushes and was lost to sight Exquisite little creature said the director looking after her then turning to his students what I'm going to tell you now he said may sound incredible but then when you're not accustomed to history most facts about the past do sound incredible he let out an amazing Truth for a very long period before the time of our Ford and even for some generations afterwards erotic play between children had been regarded as abnormal there was a roar of laughter and not only abnormal actually immoral no and had therefore been rigorously suppressed a look of astonished incredulity appeared on the faces of his listeners poor little kids not allowed to amuse themselves they could not believe it even adolescents the DHC was saying even adolescents like yourselves barring a little surreptitious autoeroticism and homosexuality absolutely nothing nothing in most cases till they were over 20 years old 20 years old echoed the students in a chorus of loud disbelief 20 the director repeated I told you that find it incredible but what happened they asked what were the results the results were terrible a deep resonant voice broke startlingly into the dialogue they looked around On The Fringe of the little group stood a stranger a man of middle height blackheaded with a hooked nose full red lips eyes very piercing and dark terrible he repeated the DHC had at that moment sat down on one of the steel and rubber benches conveniently scattered through the gardens but at the sight of the stranger he sprang to his feet and darted forward his hand outstretched smiling with all his teeth effusive controller what an unexpected pleasure boys what are you thinking of this is the controller this is his Forge ship Mustafa Mond in the 4,000 rooms of the center the 4,000 electric clocks simultaneously struck four discarnate voices called from the trumpet mouths main day shift off duty second day shift take over main day shift off in the lift on their way up to the changing rooms Henry Foster and the assistant director of predestination rather pointedly turned their backs on burnard marks from the psychology Bureau averted themselves from that unsavory reputation the faint hum and rattle of Machinery still stirred the Crimson air in the embryo store shifts might come and go one Luper colored face give place to another majestically and forever the conveyors crept forward with their load of future men and women lenina Crown walked briskly towards the door his for chip Mustafa m the eyes of the saluting students almost popped out of their heads Mustafa m the resident controller for Western Europe one of the 10 world controllers one of the 10 and he sat down on the bench with the dhz he was going to stay to stay yes and actually talk to them straight from the horse's mouth straight from the mouth of Ford himself two shrimp Brown children emerged from a neighboring Shrubbery stared at them for a moment with large astonished eyes then returned to their amusements amongst the leaves you all remember said the controller in his strong deep voice you will remember I suppose that beautiful and inspired saying of our Fords history is bunk history he repeated slowly is bunk he waved his hand and it was as though with an invisible feather whisk he had brushed away a little dust and the dust was harer was Ur of the chalis some spiderwebs and they were thieves and Babylon and nosis and M whisk whisk and where was Odus where was job where were Jupiter and Gama and Jesus whisk and those specks of antique dirt called Athens and Rome Jerusalem and the Middle Kingdom all were gone whisk the place where Italy had been was empty whisk the cathedrals whisk whisk King Lear and the thoughts of Pascal whisk passion whisk ream whisk Symphony whisk going to the fees this evening Henry inquired the assistant predestinate I he the new one of the Alahambra as First Rate there's a love scene on a bare skinn rug they say it's marvelous every hair of the bear reproduced the most amazing tactual effects well that's why you're taught no history the controller was saying but now the time has come the DHC looked at him nervously there were those strange rumors of old forbidden books hidden in a safe in the controller's study Bibles poetry Ford knew what Mustafa m intercepted his anxious glance and the corners of his red lips twitched ironically it's all right director he said in a tone of faint derision I won't corrupt them the DHC was overwhelmed with confusion those who feel themselves despised do well to look despising the smile on burnard Marx's face was contemptuous every hair on the bear indeed I shall make a point of going said Henry Foster Mustafa m leaned forward shook a finger at them just try to realize it he said and his voice sent a strange thrill quivering along their diaphragms try to realize what it was like to have a vivus mother that smutty word again but none of them dreamed this time of smiling try to imagine what living with one's family meant they tried but obviously without the smallest success and do you know what a home was they shook their heads from her dim Crimson Cellar lenina Crown shot up 17 stories turned to the right as she stepped out of the lift walked down a long Corridor and opening the door marked girl's dressing room plunged into a deafening chaos of arms and bosoms and underclothing torran of hot water was splashing into or gurgling out of a 100 bars rumbling and hissing 80 vibro vacuum massage machines were simultaneously kneading and sucking the firm and sunburnt flesh of 80 superb female specimens everyone was talking at the top of her voice a synthetic music machine was wobbling out a super cornet s hello Fanny said lenina to the young woman who had the pegs and Locker next to hers Fanny worked in the bottling rooms and her surname was also Crown but as the 2,000 million inhabitants of the planet had only 10,000 names between them The Coincidence was not particularly surprising lenina pulled at her zipper downwards on the jacket downwards with a double-handed gesture at the two that held trousers downwards again to loosen her undergarment still wearing her shoes and stockings she walked off towards the bathrooms home home a few small rooms stiflingly over inhabited by a man by a periodically teeming Woman by a rabble of boys and girls of all ages no air no space an under sterilized prison Darkness disease and smells the controller's evocation was so vivid that one one of the boys more sensitive than the rest turned pale at the mere description and was on the point of being sick lenina got out of the bath toled herself dry took hold of a long flexible tube plugged into the wall presented the nozzle to her breast as though she meant to commit suicide pressed down the trigger a blast of warmed air dusted her with the finest talcon powder eight different scents and o de cologne were laid on in little Taps over the wash basin she turned on the third from the left dabbed herself with a Shyer and carrying her shoes and stockings in her hand went out to see if one of the vibro vacuum machines were free and home was as squalled psychically as physically psychically it was a rabbit hole a miden hot with the frictions of tightly packed life wreaking with emotion what suffocating intimacies what dangerous insane obscene relationships between the members of the family group maniacally the mother brooded over her children her children brooded over them like a cat over its kittens but a cat that could talk a cat that could say my baby my baby over and over again my baby and oh oh at my breast the little hands the hunger and that unspeakable agonizing pleasure till at last my baby sleeps my baby sleeps with a bubble of white milk at the corner of his mouth my little baby sleeps yes said Mustafa Mong nodding his head you may well shudder who are you going out with tonight lenina asked returning from the vibac like a pearl illuminated from within pinkly glowing nobody lenina raised her eyebrows in astonishment I've been feeling rather out of sorts lately fenny explained Dr Wells advised me to have a pregnancy substitute but myar you're only 19 the first pregnancy substitute isn't compulsory till 21 I know dear but some people are better if they begin earlier Dr Wells told me that brunettes with wide pelvises like me ought to have their first pregnancy substitute at 17 so really I'm 2 years late not 2 years early she opened the door of her logger and pointed to the rows of boxes and labeled the files on the upper shelf syrup of Corpus lutetium L read the names aloud overridden guaranteed fresh not to be used after August 1st AF 632 memory gland extract to be taken three times daily before meals with a little water placentin 5cc to be injected intravenously every third day lenina shuddered how I loathe intraven don't you yes but when they do one good Fanny was a particularly sensible girl our Ford or our Freud as for some inscrutable reason he chose to call himself whenever he spoke of psychological matters our Freud had been the first to reveal the appalling dangers of family life the world was full of fathers was therefore full of misery full of mothers therefore of every kind of perversion from sadism to Chastity full of brothers sisters uncles aunts full of Madness and suicide and yet among the Savages of of samour in certain islands off the coast of New Guinea the tropical Sunshine lay like warm honey on the naked bodies of the children tumbling promiscuously amongst the Hibiscus blossoms home was in any one of 20 Palm thatched houses in the troian's conception was the work of ancestral ghosts nobody had ever heard of a father extremes said the controller meat for the good reason that they were made to meet Dr Wells says that a 3 months pregnancy substitute now will make all the difference to my health for the next 3 or 4 years well I hope he's right said lenina but fenny do you really mean to say that for the next 3 months you're not supposed to oh no dear only for a week or two that's all I shall spend the evening at the club playing musical bridge I suppose you're going out lenina nodded who with Henry Foster again Fanny's kind rather moonlike face took on an incongruous expression of pained and disapproving astonishment do you mean to tell me you're still going out with Henry Foster mothers and fathers brothers and sisters but there were also husbands wives lovers there was also monogamy and romance though you probably don't know what those are a said Mustafa m they shook their heads family monogamy romance everywhere exclusiveness a narrow channeling of impulse and energy but everyone belongs to everyone else he concluded citing the hypnopic proverb the students nodded emphatically agreeing with a statement which upwards of 62,000 repetitions in the dark had made them accept not merely as true but as axiomatic self-evident utterly indisputable but after all lenina was protesting it's only about 4 months now since I've been having Henry only 4 months I like that and what's more Fanny went on pointing an accusing finger there's been nobody else except Henry all that time has there lenina blushed to Scarlet but her eyes the tone of her voice remained defired no there hasn't been anyone else she answered almost trully and I Jolly well don't see why there should have been oh she Jolly well doesn't see why there should have been Fanny repeated as though to an invisible listener behind lenina's left shoulder then with a sudden change of tone but seriously she said I really do think you ought to be careful it's such horribly bad form to go on and on like this with one man at 40 or or 35 it wouldn't be so bad but at your age lenina no it really won't do and you know how strongly the DHC objects to anything Intense or long drawn four months of Henry Foster without having another man why he'd be furious if he knew think of water under pressure in a pipe they thought of it I pierce it once said the controller what a jet he pierced it 20 times there were 20 piddling little fountains my baby my baby mother the madness is infectious my love my one and only Precious Precious mother monogamy romance High spurts the fountain Fierce and Foy the wild jet the urge has but a single outlet my love my baby no one of these poor premodern were mad and wicked and miserable their world didn't allow them to take things easily didn't allow allow them to be sane virtuous happy what with mothers and lovers what with the prohibitions they were not conditioned to obey what with the Temptations and the lonely remorses what with all the diseases and the endless isolating pain what with the uncertainties and the poverty they were forced to feel strongly and feeling strongly and strongly what's more in solitude in Hopeless individual isolation how could they be stable of course there's no need to give him up have somebody else from time to time that's all he has other girls doesn't he Lina admitted it of course he does trust Henry Foster to be the perfect gentleman always correct and then there's the director to think of you know what a stickler nodding he patted me on the behind this afternoon said lenina there you see fenny was triumphant that shows what he stands for the strictest conventionality stability said the controller stability no civilization without social stability no social stability without individual stability his voice was a trumpet listening they felt larger warmer the machine turns turns and must keep on turning forever it is death if it stands still a thousand Millions scrabbled the crust of the Earth the wheels began to turn in 150 years there were 2,000 Millions stop all the wheels in 150 weeks there are once more only a thousand Millions a thousand, thousand men and women have starved to death Wheels must turn steadily but cannot turn untended they must be men to tend them men as steady as the wheels upon their axles sane men OB obedient men stable in contentment crying my baby my mother my only only love groaning my sin my terrible God screaming with pain with fever bemoaning old age and poverty how can they tend the wheels and if they cannot tend the wheels the corpses of a thousand, thousand men and women would be hard to bury or burn and after all Fanny's tone was coaxing it's not as though there were anything painful or disagreeable about having one or two men besides Henry and seeing that you ought to be a little more promiscuous stability insisted the controller stability the Primal and the ultimate need stability hence all this with a wave of his hand he indicated the gardens the huge building of the conditioning Center the naked children furtive in the undergrowth or running across the Lawns lenina shook her head somehow she mused I hadn't been feeling very keen on promiscuity lately there are times when one doesn't haven't you found that too Fanny Fanny nodded her sympathy and understanding but one's got to make the effort she said sententiously one's got to play the game after all everyone belongs to everyone else yes everyone belongs to everyone else lenina repeated slowly and S was silent for a moment then taking Fanny's hand gave it a little squeeze you're quite right Fanny as usual I'll make the effort impulse arrested spills over and the flood is feeling the flood is passion the flood is even Madness it depends on the force of the current the height and strength of the barrier the unchecked stream flows smoothly down its appointed channels into a calm wellbeing the embryo is hungry day in day out the blood surrogate pump unceasingly turns its 800 Revolutions a minute the decanted infant howls at once a nurse appears with a bottle of external secretion feeling lurks in that interval of time between desire and its consummation shorten that interval break down all those old unnecessary barriers fortunate boys said the controller no pains have been spared to make your lives emotionally easy to preserve you so far as that is possible from having emotions at all fors in his fliver murmured the DHC all's well with the world lenina Crown said Henry Foster echoing the assistant predestin question as he zipped up his trousers oh she's a splendid girl wonderfully pneumatic I'm surprised you haven't had her I can't think how it is I haven't said the assistant predestinated I certainly will at the first opportunity from his place on the opposite side of the changing room aisle erard marks overheard what they were saying and turned pale and to tell the truth said lenina I'm beginning to get just a tiny bit bored with nothing but Henry every day she pulled on her left stocking do you know Bernard Marx she asked in a tone whose excessive casualness was evidently forced Fanny looked startled you don't mean to say why not burnard's an alpha plus besides he asked me to go on one of the Savage reservations with him I've always wanted to see a Savage reservation but his reputation but what do I care about his reputation they say he doesn't like obstacle golf they say they say mocked lenina and that he spends most of his time by himself alone there was a horror in fenny's voice well he won't be alone when he's with me and anyway why are people so beastly to him I think he's rather sweet she smiled to herself how absurdly shy she had been frightened almost as though she were a world controller and he a gamma minus machine minder consider your own lives said Mustafa m have any of you ever encountered an insurmountable obstacle the question was answered by a negative Silence has any of you been compelled to live through a longtime interval between the consciousness of a desire and its fulfillment well began one of the boys and hesitated speak up said the DHC don't keep his forward ship waiting I I once had to wait nearly 4 weeks before a girl I wanted would let me have her and you felt a strong emotion in consequence horrible horrible precisely said the controller our ancestors were so stupid and shortsighted that when the first reformers came along and offered to deliver them from those horrible emotions they wouldn't have anything to do with them talking about her as though she were a bit of meat Bernard ground his teeth have her here have her there like mutton degrading her to so much mutton she said she'd think it over she said she'd give me an answer this week no Ford Ford Ford you would have liked to have gone up to them and hit them in the face hard again and again yes I really do advise you try her Henry Foster was saying take ectogenesis fistner and kawaguchi have got the whole technique worked out but would the governments look at it no there was something called Christianity women were forced to go on being vorous he's so ugly said fenny but I rather like his looks and then so small fenny made a Grimace smallness was so horribly and typically low cased I think that's rather sweet said lenina one feels one would like to pet him you know like a cat Fanny was shocked they say somebody made a mistake when he was still in the bottle thought he was a gamma and put alcohol into his blood surrogate that's why he's so stunted oh what nonsense lenina was indignant sleep teaching was actually prohibited in England there was something called liberalism Parliament if you know what that was passed a law against it the records survive speeches about Liberty of the subject Liberty to be inefficient and miserable freedom to be a round peg in a square hole but my dear chap your welcome I assure you you're welcome Henry Foster patted the assistant predestin Mator on the shoulder everyone belongs to everyone else after all 100 repetitions three nights a week for 4 years thought Bernard Marx who was a specialist on hypnopedia 62,400 repetitions make one truth idiots or the CED system constantly proposed constantly rejected there was something called democracy as though men were more than physiochemically equal well all I can say is that I'm going to accept his invitation Bernard hated them hated them but they were two they were large they were strong the 9 Years War began in a-141 not even if it were true about the alcohol in his blood surrogate fosen chloroprene ethyl IOD acetate dieny cyanine triethyl chloroformate dyl sulfide not to mention hydrocyanic acid which I simply don't believe Len concluded the noise of 14,000 aeroplanes advancing in open order but in the C firston Dam and the Anon DeMent the explosion of the anthrax bombs is hardly louder than the popping of a paper bag because I do want to see a Savage reservation ch3 C6 H2 no23 plus HG cn2 equals well what an enormous hole in the ground a pile of masonry some bits of Flesh and mucus a foot with the boots still on it flying through the air and landing in the middle of the geraniums the Scarlet ones such a splendid show that summer oh you're hopeless lenina I give you up the Russian technique for infecting Water Supplies was particularly audious back to back Fanny and lenina continued their changing in Silence the 9 years war the great economic collapse there was a choice between World control and destruction between stability and fny Crown's a nice girl too said the assistant predestin nator in the nurseries the Elementary class Consciousness lesson was over the voices were adapting future demand to Future Industrial Supply I do love flying they whispered I do love flying I do love having new clothes I do love liberalism of course was dead of Anthrax but all the same you couldn't do things by force not nearly so pneumatic is lenina oh not nearly but old clothes are beastly continued The untiring Whisper we always throw away old clothes ending is better than mending ending is better than mending ending is better government's an affair of sitting not hitting you rule with the brains and the bottocks Never with the fists for example there was a conscription of consumption there I'm ready said lenina but fenny remains speechless and diverted well let's make peace Fanny darling every man woman and child compelled to consume so much a year in the interest of Industry the sole result ending is better than mending the more stitches the less riches the more stitches one of these days said Fanny with dismal emphasis you'll get into trouble conscientious objection on an enormous scale anything not to consume Back To Nature I do love flying I do love flying back to culture Yes actually to culture you can't consume much if you sit still and read books do I look all right lenina asked her jacket was made of bottle green acetate cloth with green viscous fur at the cuffs and collar 800 simple lifers were mowed down by machine guns at golders Green ending is better than mending ending is better than mending green cordury shorts and white viscous Woolen stockings turned down below the knee then came the famous British museum Massacre 2,000 culture fans gassed with d chlorophyl sulfi a green and white jockey cap shaded lenina's eyes her shoes were bright green and highly Polished in the end said Mustafa Mond the controllers realized that force was no good the slower but infinitely shorer methods of ecto Genesis Neo pavlovian conditioning and hypnopedia and round her waist she wore a silver mounted green Morocco surrogate cartridge belt bulging for lenina was not a free Martin with the regulation supply of contraceptives the discoveries of fitzner and kawaguchi were at last made use of an intensive propaganda against vivus reproduction perfect cried Fanny enthusiastically she could never resist lenina's charm for long and what a perfectly sweet malthusian belt accompanied by a campaign against the past by the closing of museums the blowing up of historical monuments luckily most of them had already been destroyed during the 9 Years War by the suppression of oral books published before af150 I simply must get one like it said Fanny there were some things called the pyramids for example my old black patent bandier and a man called Shakespeare you've never heard of them of course it's an absolute disgrace that Bandelier of mine such are the advantages of a really scientific education the more stitches the less riches the more stitches the less the inter ruction of our Ford's first tea model I've had it nearly 3 months chosen as the opening date of the new era ending is better than mending ending is better there was a thing as I've said before called Christianity ending is better than mending the ethics and philosophy of underc consumption I love new clothes I love new clothes I love so essential when there was underproduction but in an age of machines and the fixation of nitrogen positively a crime against Society Henry Foster gave it me all crosses had their tops cut and became te's there was also a thing called God it's real Morocco surate we have the world State now and Ford's Day Celebrations and Community sings and solidarity services for how I hate them Bernard Marx was thinking there was a thing called heaven but all the same they used to drink enormous quantities of alcohol like meat like so much meat there was a thing called the soul and a thing called immortal morality do ask Henry where he got it but they used to take Moria and cocaine and what makes it worse she thinks of herself as meat 2,000 pharmacologists and biochemists were subsidized in AP 178 he does look glum said the assistant predestinate pointing at burnard marks 6 years later it was being produced commercially the perfect drug let's bite him euphoric narcotic pleasantly hallucinant glum marks glum the clap on the shoulder made him start look up it was that brute Henry Foster what you need is a gram of Sumer all the advantages of Christianity and alcohol none of their defects Ford I should like to kill them all but all he did was to say no thank you and fend off the preferred tube of tablets take a holiday from reality whenever you like and come back without so much as a headache or a mythology take it insisted Henry Foster take it stability was practically assured one cubic Cent centimeter cures 10 gloomy sentiments said the assistant predestinate citing a piece of homely hypnopic wisdom it only remained to conquer old age damn you damn you shouted burnard Marx Hy toyy gadal hormones transfusion of young blood magnesium salts and do remember that a Graham is better than a dam they went out laughing all the physiological Stigmata of old age have been abolished and along with them of course don't forget to ask him about that Malian belt said fenny along with them all the old man's mental peculiarities characters remain constant throughout a whole lifetime two rounds of obstacle golf to get through before dark I must fly work play at 67 our powers and tastes are what they were at 17 old men in the bad old days used to rounce retire take to religion spend their time reading thinking thinking idiots swine Bernard Marx was saying to himself as he walked down the corridor to the lift now such as progress the old men work the old men copulate the old men have no time no leisure from pleasure not a moment to sit down and think or if ever by some unlucky chance such a crevice of time should yawn in the solid substance of their distractions there is always s delicious s half a gram for a half holiday a gram for a weekend two grams for a trip to the gorgeous East three for a dark eternity on the moon returning which they find themselves on the other side of the crevice safe on Solid Ground of daily labor and distraction scampering from fely to fely from girl to pneumatic G from electromatic Golf Course To Go Away Little Girl shouted the DHC angrily Go Away Little Boy can't you see that his for ship's busy go and do your erotic Play Somewhere Else suffer little children said the controller slowly majestically with a faint humming of Machinery the conveyors moved forward 33 cm an hour in the red Darkness glinted innumerable rubies [Music] [Music] four the lift was crowded with men from the alpha changing rooms and lenina's entry was greeted by many friendly nods and smiles she was a popular girl and at one time or another had spent a night with almost all of them they were dear boys she thought as she returned their salutations Charming Boys Still she did wish that George edel's ears weren't quite so big perhaps he'd been given just a spot to much parathyroid at meter 328 and looking at at Bonito Hoover she couldn't help remembering that he was really too hairy when he took his clothes off turning with eyes a little saddened by the recollection of Bono's curly Blackness she saw in a corner the thin small body The Melancholy face of Bernard marks Bernard she stepped up to him I was looking for you her voice rang clear above the hum of the mounting lift the others looked around curiously I wanted to talk to you about our New Mexico plan out of the tale of her eye she could see Bonito Hoover gaping with astonishment the gape annoyed her surprised I shouldn't be begging to go with him again she said to herself then aloud and more warmly than ever I'd simply love to come with you for a week in July she went on anyhow she was publicly proving her unfaithfulness to Henry Fanny ought to be pleased even though it was burnard that is lenina gave him her most deliciously significant smile if you still want to have me Bernard's pale face flushed what on Earth for she wondered astonished but at the same time touched by this strange tribute to her power hadn't hadn't we better talk about it somewhere else he stammered looking horribly uncomfortable as though I'd been saying something shocking thought lenina he couldn't look more upset if I'd made a dirty joke asked him who his mother was or something like that I mean with all these people about he was choked with confusion lenina's laugh was Frank and wholly unmalicious how funny you are she said and she quite genuinely did think him funny you'll give me at least a week's warning won't you she went on in another tone I suppose we take the Blue Pacific rocket does it start from the charring tea Tower or is it from Hamstead before Bernard could answer the lift came to a standstill roof called a creaking voice the lft man was a small Simeon creature dressed in the dark black tunic of an Epsilon minus semi [ __ ] roof he flung open the gates the warm Glory of afternoon sunlight made him start and blink his eyes oh Roof he repeated in a voice of Rapture he was as though suddenly and joyfully awakened from a dark annihilating stuper roof he smiled up with a kind of dogly expectant adoration into the faces of his passengers talking and laughing together they stepped out into the light the lift man looked after them roof he said once more questioningly then a bell rang and from the ceiling of the lift a loud speaker began very sof softly and yet very imperiously to issue its commands go down it said go down floor 18 go down go down floor 18 go down go the lift man slammed the gates touched a button and instantly dropped back into the droning Twilight of the well the Twilight of his own habitual stuper it was warm and bright on the roof the Summer Afternoon was drowsy with the hum of passing helicopters and the deeper drone of the rocket planes hastening invisible through the bright Sky five or six miles overhead was like a caress on the soft air burnard marks drew a deep breath he looked up into the sky and round the Blue Horizon and finally down into lenina's face isn't it beautiful his voice trembled a little she smiled at him with an expression of the most sympathetic understanding simply perfect for obstacle Gulf she answered rapturously and now I must fly Bernard Henry gets cross if I keep him waiting let me know in good time about the date and waving her hand she ran away across the wide flat roof towards the hangers Bernard stood watching the retreating twinkle of the white stockings the sunburnt knees vivaciously bending and unbending again again and the softer rolling of those well-fitted cordry shorts beneath the bottle Green Jacket his face wore an expression of pain I should say she was pretty said a loud and cheery voice just behind him Bernard started and looked around the chubby red face of bito Hoover was beaming down at him beaming with manifest cordiality Benito was notoriously good-natured people said of him that he could have gotten through life without ever touching s the malice and bad tempers from which other people had to take holidays never Afflicted him reality for Bonito was always sunny pneumatic too and how then in another tone but I say he went on you do look glum what you need is a gram of Soma diving into his right-and trouser pocket Bonito produced a file 1 cubic cmet cures 10 gloomy but I say burnard had suddenly turned at rushed away Bonito stared after him what can be the matter with the fellow he wondered and shaking his head decided that the story about the alcohol having been put into the poor Chap's blood surrogate must be true touched his brain I suppose he put away the Soma bottle and taking out a packet of sex hormone chewing gum stuffed a plug into his cheek and walked slowly away towards the Hanger's ruminating Henry Foster had had his machine wheeled out of its lockup and when lenina arrived was already seated in the cockpit waiting 4 minutes late was all his comment as she climbed in beside him he started the engines and threw the helicopter screws into gear the machine shot vertically into the air Henry accelerated the humming of the propeller shrilled from Hornet to Wasp from wasp to Mosquito the speedometer showed that they were rising at the best part of 2 km a minute London diminished beneath them the huge tableted building were no more in a few seconds than a bed of geometrical mushrooms sprouting from the green of Park and Garden in the midst of them thin stalked a taller slenderer fungus the charring tea Tower lifted Towards the Sky a disc of shining concrete like the vague torsos of fabulous athletes huge fleshy clouds lulled on the blue Air Above their head out of one of them suddenly dropped a small Scarlet insect buzzing as it fell there's the red rocket said Henry just come in from New York looking at his watch 7 minutes behind time he added and shook his head these Atlantic Services they're really scandalously unpunctual he took his foot off the accelerator the humming of the screws overhead dropped an octave and a half back through wasp and Hornet to bumblebee to [ __ ] shaer to stag beetle the upward Rush of the machine slacked off a moment later they were hanging Motionless In The Air Henry pushed at a lever there was a click slowly at first then faster and faster till it was a circular Mist Before Their Eyes the propeller in front of them began to revolve the wind of a horizontal speed whistled ever more shring in the stays Henry kept his eye on the revolution counter when the needle touched the 1200 Mark he threw the helicopter screws out of gear the machine had enough forward momentum to be able to fly on its planes lenina looked down through the window in the floor between her feet they were flying over the 6 km Zone of Parkland that separated Central London from its first ring of satellite suburbs the green was maggoty with foreshortened life forests of centrifugal Bumble puppy Towers gleamed beneath the trees near Shepherd's Bush 2,000 beta minus mix doubles were playing Ryman surface tennis a double row of escalator 5 courts lined the main roads from Notting Hill to Wilson in The eing Stadium a Delta gymnastic display and community thing was in progress what a hideous color Kaki is remarked lenina voicing the hypnopic prejudices of her caste the buildings of the houndslow fely studio covered 7 and A2 hectares near them a black and khy army of laborers was busy revitrifying the surface of the Great West Road one of the huge traveling crucibles was being tapped as they flew over the molten Stone poured out in a stream of dazzling Inc essent across the road the asbestos rollers came and went at the tail of an insulated watering cart the steam Rose in white clouds at brenford the television corporation's Factory was like a small town they must be changing the shift said Lina like apids and ants the leaf green gamma girls the black semi morons swarmed around the entrances or stood in cues to take their places in the monreal tram cars mury colored beta minuses came in and went among the crowd the roof of the main building was alive with the alighting and departure of helicopters my word said lenina I'm glad I'm not a gamma 10 minutes later they were at Stoke Pogues and had started the first round of obstacle golf with eyes for the most part downcast and if ever they lighted on a fellow creature at once and furtively averted Bernard hastened across the roof he was like a man pursued but pursued by enemies he does not wish to see lest they should seem more hostile even than he had supposed and he himself be made to feel guiltier and even more helplessly alone that horrible Bonito Hoover and yet the man had meant well enough which only made it in a way much worse those who meant well behaved in the same way as those who meant badly even lenina was making him suffer he remember remembered those weeks of timid indecision during which he had looked and longed and despaired of ever having the courage to ask her dead he face the risk of being humiliated by a contemptuous refusal but if she were to say yes what Rapture well now she had said it and he was still wretched wretched that she should have thought it such a perfect afternoon for obstacle golf that she should have trotted away to join Henry Foster that she should have found him funny for not wanting to talk about them most Private Affairs in public wretched in a word because she had behaved as any healthy and virtuous English girl ought to behave and not in some other abnormal extraordinary way he opened the door of his lock up and called to a lounging couple of Delta minus attendants to come and push his machine out on the roof the hangers were staffed by a single banovski group and the men were twins identically small black and hi is Bernard gave his orders in the sharp rather arrogant and even offensive tone of one who does not feel himself too secure in his superiority to have dealings with members of the lower CES was as always for Bernard a most distressing experience for whatever the cause and the current gossip about the alcohol in his blood surrogate may very likely for accidents will happen have been true Bernard's physique was hardly better than that of the average gamma he stood 8 cm short of the standard Alpha height and was Slender in proportion contact with members of the lower CES always reminded him painfully of this physical inadequacy I am I and I wish I wasn't his self-consciousness was acute and stressing each time he found himself looking on the level instead of downward into a Delta's face he felt humiliated would the creature treat him with the respect to Jews his case the question haunted him not without reason for gamma deltas and epsilons had been to some extent conditioned to associate corporeal Mass with social superiority indeed a faint hypnopic Prejudice in favor of size was Universal hence the laughter of the women to whom he made proposals the Practical joking of his equals among the men the mockery made him feel an outsider and feeling an outsider he behaved like one which increased the prejudice against him and intensified the contempt and hostility aroused by his physical defects which in turn increased his sense of being alien and alone a chronic fear of being slighted made him avoid his equals made him stand where his inferiors were concerned self-consciously on his dignity how bitterly he envied men like Henry Foster and Benito Hoover men who never had to shout at an Epsilon to get an order obeyed men who took their position for GR Ed men who Moved Through the CED system as a fish through water so utterly at home as to be unaware either of themselves or of the beneficient and comfortable element in which they had their being slackly it seemed to him and with reluctance the twin attendant wheeled his plane out on the roof hurry up said Bernard irritably one of them glanced at him is that a kind of bestial derision that he detected in those blank gray eyes hurry up he shouted more loudly and there was an ugly rasp in his voice he climbed into the plane and a minute later was flying southwards towards the river the various Bureau of propaganda and the College of emotional engineering were housed in a single 60-story building in Fleet Street in the basement and on the low floors were the presses and officers of the three great London newspapers the hourly radio an uppercase cheat the pale green g Gazette and on khi paper and in words exclusively of one syllable the Delta mirror then came the Bureau of propaganda by television by feeling picture and by synthetic voice and music retrospectively 22 floors of them above were the search Laboratories and the padded rooms in which soundtrack writers and synthetic composers did the delicate work the top 18 floors were occupied by the College of emotional engineering Bernard landed on the roof of propaganda house and stepped out ring down to Mr Helm Holtz Watson he ordered the gamma Plus Porter and tell him that Bernard Marx is waiting for him on the roof he sat down and lit a cigarette Herm Holtz Watson was writing when the message came down tell him I'm coming at once he said and hung up the receiver then turning to his secretary I'll leave you to put my things away he went on in the same official and imperious tone and IGN ignoring her lustrous smile got up and walked briskly to the door he was a powerfully built man deep chested broad shouldered massive and yet quick in his movements springy and agile the round strong pillar of his neck supported a beautifully shaped head the hair was dark and curly his features strongly marked in a forcible emphatic way he was handsome and looked as his secretary was never tired of repeating every centimeter an alpha plus by profession he was a lecturer at the College of emotional engineering department of writing and in the intervals of his educational activities a working emotional engineer he wrote regularly for the hourly radio composed fearly scenarios and had the happiest neck for slogans and hypnopic Rhymes AEL was the verdict of his superiors perhaps and they would shake their heads would significantly lower their voices a little too able yes a little too able they were right a mental excess had produced in Helm Holtz Watson effects very similar to those which in Bernard marks were the result of a physical defect two little bone and Brawn had isolated burnard from his fellow man and the sense of this a partner being by all the current standards a mental access became in its turn a Cause of wider separation that which had made Helm halt so uncomfortably aware of being himself and all alone was too much ability what the two men shared was the knowledge that they were individuals but whereas the physically defective Bernard had suffered all his life from the consciousness of being separate it was only quite recently that grown aware of his mental access Helm Holtz Watson had also become aware of his difference from the people who surrounded him this escalator squash champion this indefatigable lover it was said that he had had 640 different girls in under four years this admirable committee man and best mixer had realized quite suddenly that sport women communal activities were only so far as he was concerned second best really and at the bottom he was interested in something else but in what in what that was the problem which Bernard had come to discuss with him or rather since it was always herholtz who did all the talking to listen to his friend discussing yet once more three Charming girls from the Bureau of propaganda by synthetic voice way laid him as he stepped out of the lift oh hels darling do come and have a picnic supper with us on Exmore they clung around him imploringly he shook his head he pushed his way through them no no we're not inviting any other man but hel Holtz remained unshaken even by this delightful promise no he repeated I'm busy and he held resolutely on his course the girls trailed after him it was not till he had actually climbed into Bernard's plane and slammed the door that they gave up Pursuit not without reproaches these women he said as the machines Rose into the air these women and he shook his head he frowned two awful Bernard hypocritically agreed wishing as he spoke the words that he could have as many girls as herholtz did and with as little trouble he was seized with a sudden urgent need to boast I'm taking lenina Crown to New Mexico with me he said in a tone as casual as he could make it are you said herholtz with a total absence of Interest then after a little pause this last week or two he went on I've been cutting all my commitments and all my girls you can't imagine what a Halo they've been making about it at the college still it's been worth it I think the effects he hesitated well they're odd they're very odd a physical shortcoming could produce a kind of mental excess the process it seemed was reversible mental excess could produce for its own purposes the voluntary blindness and deafness of deliberate Solitude the artificial impotance of atic ism the rest of the short flight was was accomplished in silence when they had arrived and were comfortably stretched out on the pneumatic Sofas in Bernard's room herholtz began again speaking very slowly did you ever feel you asked as though you had something inside you that was only waiting for you to give it a chance to come out there's some sort of extra power that you aren't using you know like all the water that goes down the f instead of through the turbines he looked at Bernard questioningly you mean all the emotions one might be feeling if things were different heral shook his head not quite I'm thinking of a queer feeling I sometimes get a feeling that I've got something important to say and the power to say it only I don't know what it is and I can't make any use of the power if there was some different way of writing or or else something else to write about he was silent then you see he went on at last I'm pretty good at inventing phrases you know the sort of words that suddenly make you jump almost as though you'd sat on a pin they seemed so new and exciting even though they're about something hypnopic obvious but that doesn't seem enough it's not enough for the phrases to be good what you make with them ought to be good too but your things are good her Holts oh as far as they go herholtz Shrugged his shoulders but they go such a little way they aren't important enough somehow I feel it could be doing something much more important yes and more intense more violent but what what is there more important to say and how can one be violent about the sort of things one's expected to write about the words can be like x-rays if you use them properly they'll go through anything you read and you're pierced that's one of the things I try to teach my students how to write piercingly but what on Earth's the good of being pierced by an article about a community sing or or the latest Improvement in Scent organs besides can you make words really piercing you know like the very hardest x-rays when you're writing about that sort of thing I mean can you say something about nothing that's what it finally boils down to I try and I try hush said Bernard suddenly and lifted a warning finger they listened I believe there's somebody at the door he whispered herh holds got up tiptoed across the room and with a sharp quick movement flung the door wide open there was of course nobody there I'm sorry said Bernard feeling and looking uncomfortably foolish I suppose I've got things on my nerves a bit when people are suspicious with you you start being suspicious with them he passed his hand across his eyes he sighed his voice became plaintiff he was justifying himself if you knew what I'd have to put up with recently he said almost tearfully and the uprush of his self-pity was like a fountain suddenly released if you only knew Helm Holtz Watson listened with a certain sense of discomfort poor little Bernard he said to himself but at the same time he felt rather ashamed for his friend he wished Bernard would show a little more all Pride [Music] [Music] five by 8:00 the light was failing the loudspeaker in the tower of The Stoke poges Clubhouse began in a more than human tenor to announce the closing of the courses lenina and Henry abandoned their game and walked back towards the club from the grounds of the internal and external secretion trust came the Lo of those thousands of cattle which provided with their hormones and their milk the raw materials for the great Factory at faram Royal an incessant buzzing of helicopters filled the Twilight every 2 and 1 half minutes a bell and the Screech of whistles announced the departure of one of the light monal trains which carried the lowercase golfers back from their separate course to the metropolis lenina and Henry climbed into their machine and started off at 800 ft Henry slowed down the helicopter screws and they hung for a minute or two poised above the fading landscape The Forest of Burnham beaches stretched like a great pool of Darkness towards the bright shore of the Western sky Crimson at the Horizon the last of the sunset faded through orange upwards into yellow and a pale watery green northwards Beyond and above the trees the internal and external secretions Factory glared with a fierce electric Brilliance from every window of its 20 stories beneath them lay the buildings of the golf club the huge lowercased barracks and on the other side of a dividing wall the smaller houses reserved for Alpha and beta members the approaches to the monreal station were black with the ant-like PO ulation of lowercase activity from under the glass Vault a lighted train shot out into the open following its southeasterly course across the dark plain their eyes were drawn to the Majestic buildings of the slow crematorium for the safety of night flying planes its four tall chimneys were flood lighted and tipped with Crimson danger signals it was a landmark why do the Smoke Stacks have those things like balconies around them inquired lenina phosphorus recovery explained Henry telegraphically on their way up the chimney the gases go through four separate treatments p205 used to go right out of circulation every time they cremated someone now they recover over 98% of it more than a kilo and a half per adult corpse which makes the best part of 400 tons of phosphorus every year from England alone Henry spoke with a happy Pride rejoicing wholeheartedly in the achievement as though it had been his own fine to think we can go on being socially useful even after we're dead making plants grow lenina meanwhile had turned her eyes away and was looking perpendicularly downwards at the monal station fine she agreed but queer that alphas and betas won't make any more plants grow than those nasty little gamas and deltas and epsilons down there all men are physicochemically equal said Henry sententiously besides even epsilons perform indispensable service even an Epsilon lenina suddenly remembered an occasion when as a little girl at school she had woken up in the middle of the night and become aware for the first time of the whispering that had haunted all her sleeps Alpha children wear gray they work much harder than we do because they're so frightfully clever she saw again the beam of moonlight the row of small white Peds heard once more the soft soft voice that said the words were there unforgotten Unforgettable after so many night long repetitions everyone works for everyone else we can't do without anyone even epsilons are useful we couldn't do without epsilons everyone works for everyone else we can't do without anyone lenina remembered her first shock of fear and surprise her speculations through half a wakeful hour and then under the influence of those endless repetitions the gradual soothing of her mind the soothing the smoothing the stealthy creeping of sleep I suppose epsilons don't really mind being epsilons she said aloud well of course they don't how can they they don't know what it's like being anything else we'd mind of course but then we've been differently conditioned besides we start with a different heredity I'm glad I'm not an Epsilon said lenina with conviction and if you were an Epsilon said Henry your conditioning would have made you no less than that you weren't a beta or an alpha he put his forward propeller into gear and headed the machine towards London behind them in the west the crimson and orange were almost faded a dark Bank of cloud had crept into the Zenith as they flew over the crematorium the plane shot upwards on the column of hot air rising from the chimneys only to fall as suddenly when it passed into the descending chill beyond what a marvelous Switchback lenina laughed delightedly but Henry tone was almost for a moment Melancholy do you know what that Switchback was he said it was some human being finally and definitely disappearing going up in a squirt of hot gas it would be curious to know who it was a man or a woman an alpha or an Epsilon he sighed then in a resolutely cheerful voice anyhow he concluded there's one thing we can be certain of whoever he may have been he was happy when he was alive everybody's happy now yes everybody's happy now echoed lenina they had heard the words repeated 150 times every night for 12 years landing on the roof of Henry's 40 story apartment house in Westminster they went straight down to the dining hall there in a loud and cheerful company they ate an excellent meal s was served with the coffee lenina took two half G tablets and Henry thre free at 20 9 they walked across the street to the newly opened Westminster Abbey Cabaret it was a night almost without clouds moonless and Starry but of this on the whole depressing fact lenina and Henry were fortunately unaware the electric sky signs effectively shut off the outer Darkness Calvin stopes and his 16 saxophonists from the facade of the new Abbey the giant letters in invitingly glared London's finest scent and color organ all the latest synthetic music they ended the air seemed hot and somehow breathless with the scent of Amber grease and Sandalwood on the D ceiling of the hall the color organ had momentarily painted a tropical Sunset the 16 saxophonists were playing an old favorite their no bottle in all the world like that dear little bottle of mine 400 couples were five stepping around the polish floor lenina and Henry were soon the 41st the saxophones wailed like melodious cats under the moon moaned in the alto and tenner registers as though The Little Death were upon them rich with a wealth of harmonics their tremulous chorus mounted towards a climax louder and ever louder until at last with a wave of his hand the conductor let loose the final shattering note of ether music and blew the 16 M human blowers clean out of existence thunder in a flat major and then in all but silence in all but Darkness there followed a gradual deturgescence a diminuendo sliding gradually through quarter tones down down to a faintly whispered dominant C that lingered on while the 54 rhythms still pulsed below charging the darkened seconds with an intense expectancy and at last expectancy was fulfilled there was a sudden explosive sunrise and simultaneously the 16 burst into song BT of it's you I was BT of was I btle of it's you I always wanted Battle of mine why was I the GED SC are blue inside of you where is always fine for there ain't no botle in all the world like that dear little bottle of mine five stepping with the other 400 round and round Westminster Abby lenina and Henry were yet dancing in another world the warm the richly covered the infinitely friendly world of S holiday how kind how goodlooking how delightfully amusing everyone was bottle of mine it's you I've always wanted but lenina and Henry had what they wanted they were inside here and now safely inside with the fine weather the perennially blue sky and when exhausted the 16 had laid by their saxophones and the synthetic music apparatus was producing the very latest in Slow malthusian Blues they might have been twin embryos gently rocking together on the waves of a bottled ocean of blood surrogate good night dear friends good night dear friends the loudspeakers veiled their commands in a genial and musical politeness good night dear friends obediently with all the others lenina and Henry left the building the depressing Stars had traveled quite somewhere across the heavens but though the separating screen of the sky signs had now to a great extent dissolved the two young people still retained their happy IGN an of the night swallowing half an hour before closing time that second dose of Soma had raised a quite impenetrable wall between the actual universe and their minds bottled they crossed the street bottled they took the lift up to Henry's room on the 28th floor and yet bottled as she was and in spite of that second gram of Som lenina did not forget to take all the contraceptive precautions prescribed by the regular culations years of intensive hypnopedia and from 12 to 17 malthusian drill three times a week had made the taking of these precautions almost as automatic and inevitable as blinking oh and that reminds me she said as she came back from the bathroom Fanny Crown wants to know where you found that lovely green Morocco surrogate cartridge belt you gave me alternate Thursdays were Bernard's solid it service days after an early dinner at the Aphrodite zum to which he Holtz had recently been elected under rule 2 he took leave of his friend and hailing a taxi on the roof told the man to fly to the Fordson Community singery the machine Rose a couple of hundred meters then headed eastwards and as it turned there before Bernard's eyes gigantically beautiful was the singery flood lighted its 320 M of white carara surrogate gleamed with a snowy incandescence over Ludgate Hill at each of the four corners of its helicopter platform an immense tea Shone Crimson against the night and from the mouths of 24 vast golden Trumpets rumbled the solemn synthetic music damn I'm late Bernard said to himself as he first caught sight of big Henry the singery clock and sure enough as he was paying off his cab big Henry sounded the hour for for sang out an immense brass voice from all the golden trumpets Ford Ford Ford nine times Bernard ran for the lift the great Auditorium for Ford's Day Celebrations and other massed community sings was at the bottom of the building above it 100 to each floor with a 7,000 rooms used by solidarity groups for their fortnite services burn had dropped down to floor 33 hurried along the corridor stood hesitating for a moment outside room 3210 then having wound himself up opened the door and walked in thank Ford he was not the last three chairs of the 12 arrange around the circular table were still unoccupied he slipped into the nearest of them as inconspicuously as he could and prepared to frown at the yet later comers whenever they should arrive turning towards him what were you playing this afternoon the girl on his left inquired obstacle or electromagnetic Bernard looked at her thought it was Manana Roth's child and blushingly had to admit that he had been playing neither Morana stared at him with astonishment there was an awkward silence then pointedly she turned away and addressed herself to the more sporting man on her left a good beginning for the solidarity service thought Bernard miserably and forsaw for himself yet another failure to achieve atonement if only he had given himself time to look around instead of scuttling for the nearest chair he could have sat between Fifi bradlow and Joanna diesel instead of which he'd gone and blindly planted himself next to Morana Morana Ford those black eyebrows of her that eyebrow rather for it met above the nose for and on his right was Clara detering true Clara's eyebrows didn't meet but she was really too pneumatic whereas Fifi and Joanna were absolutely right plump blonde not too large and it was that great L Tom CAG Gucci who now took the seat between them the last arrival was sang angles you're late said the president of the group severely don't let it happen again sarini apologized and slid into her place between Jim bokanowski and Herbert bakunin the group was now complete the solidarity Circle perfect and without flaw man woman man in a ring of endless alternation round the table 12 of them ready to be made one waiting to come together to be fused to lose their 12 separate identities in a larger being the president stood up made the sign of the T and switching on the synthetic music let loose the soft Inda able beating of drums and a choir of instruments near wind and super string that PL gently repeated and repeated the brief and unescapable haunting Melody of the first solidarity hymn again again and it was not the ear that heard the pulsing Rhythm it was the midriff the wail and clang of those recurring harmonies haunted not the mind but the yearning bowels of compassion the president made another sign of the tea and sat down the service had begun the dedicated Soma tablets were placed in the center of the table the loving cup of strawberry ice cream Soma was passed from hand to hand and with the formula I drink it to my Annihilation 12 times quaffed then to the accompaniment of the synthetic Orchestra the first solidarity hymn was sung [Music] for we are 12 Omas one like drops within the social River oh make us now together run as swiftly as thy Shining fli [Music] come greater being social friend annihilating 12 in one we long to die for when we end our larger life has but begun 12 yearning stanzas and then the loving cup was passed a second time I drink to the greater being was now the formula all drank tirelessly the music played the drums beat the crying and Clashing of the harmonies were an obsession in the melted bowels the second solidarity hymn was sung again 12 stanas by this time the Soma had begun to work eyes Shone cheeks were flushed the Inner Light of universal Ben vence broke out on every face in happy Friendly Smiles even Bernard felt himself a little melted when Morana Rothschild turned and beamed at him he did his best to beam back but the eyebrow that black twoin one alas it was still there he couldn't ignore it couldn't however hard he tried the melting hadn't gone far enough perhaps if he'd been sitting between Fifi and Joanna for the third time the loving cup went round I drink to the imminence of his coming said Morana Rothschild whose turn it happened to be to initiate the circular right her tone was loud exultant she drank and passed the cup to Bernard I drink to the imminence of his coming he repeated with a sincere attempt to feel that the coming was imminent but the eyebrow continued to haunt him and the coming so far as he was concerned was horribly remote he Dr and handed the cup to claraa detering it'll be a failure again he said to himself I know it will but he went on doing his best to beam the loving cup had made its circuit lifting his hand the president gave a signal the chorus broke out into the third solidarity hymn feel how the greater being comes rejoice and in rejoicings die meel in the music of the drums for I am you and you are I as verse succeeded verse the voices thrilled with an Ever intenser excitement the sense of the comings imminence was like an electric tension in the air the president Switched Off the music and with the final note of the final stanza there was an absolute silence the The Silence of stretched expectancy quivering and creeping with a galvanic life the president reached out his hand and suddenly a voice a deep strong voice more musical than any mirly human voice richer warmer more vibrant with love and yearning and compassion a wonderful mysterious Supernatural voice spoke from above their heads very slowly oh Ford for for it said diminishingly and on a descending scale a sensation of warmth radiated thrillingly out from their solar plexus to every extremity of the bodies of those who listened tears came into their eyes their hearts their bowels seemed to move within them as though with an independent life Ford they were melting Ford dissolved to dissolved then in another tone suddenly startlingly listen trumpeted The Voice listen they listened after a pause sunk to a whisper but a whisper somehow more penetrating than the loudest cry the feet of the greater being it went on and repeated the words the feet of the greater being the whisper almost expired the feet of the greater being are on the stairs and once more there was silence and the expectancy momentarily relaxed was stretched again torter torter almost to the tearing point the feet of the greater being oh they heard them they heard them coming softly down the stairs coming nearer and nearer down the invisible stairs the feet of the greater being and suddenly the tearing point was reached her eyes staring her lips parted Morgana Rothchild sprang to her feet I hear him she cried I hear him he's coming shouted sahini Engles yes he's coming I hear him Fifi Brad and Tom kawaguchi Rose simultaneously to their feet oh oh oh Joanna inarticulately testified he's coming yelled Jim banovski the president leaned forward and with a touch released a delirium of symbols and brown blast a fever of Tom toming oh he's coming screamed Clara detering and it was as though she were having her throat cut feeling that it was time for him to do something Bernard also jumped up and shouted I hear him he's coming but it wasn't true he heard nothing and for him nobody was coming nobody in spite of the music in spite of the mounting excitement but he waved his arms he shouted with the best of them and when the others began to jig and stamp and Shuffle he also jigged and shuffled round they went a circular procession of dancers each with his hands on the hips of the dancer proceeding round and round shouting in unison stamping to the rhythm of the music with their feet beating it beating it out with the hands on the butttocks in front 12 pairs of hands beating as one as one 12 buttocks slaby resounding 12 as one 12 as one I hear him I hear him coming the music quickened faster beat the feet faster faster fell the rhythmic hands and all at once a great synthetic Bas boomed out the words which announced the approaching atonement and final consummation of solidarity the coming of the 12 in one the Incarnation of the greater being or pory it sang while the TomTom continued to beat their feverish tattoo ory Porgy Ford and fun Kiss the Girls and make them one boys at one with girls at peace ory pori gives [Music] release ory pory the dancers caught up the liturgical refrain ory pory Ford and fun Kiss the Girls and as they sang the lights began slowly to fade to fade and at the same time to grow warmer richer redder until at last they were dancing in the Crimson Twilight of an embryo store ory pory in their blood colored and Fetal Darkness the dancers continued for a while to circulate to beat and beat out the indefatigable Rhythm ory pory then the circle wavered broke fell in partial disintegration on the Ring of couches which surrounded Circle enclosing Circle the table and its planetary chairs ory pori tenderly The Voice CED and CED in the red Twilight it was as though some enormous negro Dove were hovering benevolently over the now prone or supine [Music] dancers they were standing on the roof big Henry had just sung 11 the night was calm and warm wasn't it wonderful said VII bradow wasn't it simply wonderful she looked at Bernard with an expression of rapture but of rapture in which there was no trace of agitation or excitement for to be excited is still to be unsatisfied hers was the calm Ecstasy of achieved consumation the peace not of me near vacant satiety and nothingness but of Balanced Life of energies at rest and in equilibrium a rich and living peace for the solidarity service had given as well as taken drawn off only to replenish she was full she was made perfect and she was still more than merely herself didn't you think it was wonderful she insisted looking into Bernard's face with those super naturally shining eyes yes I thought it was wonderful he lied and looked away the sight of her transfigured face was at once an accusation and an ironical reminder of his own separateness he was as miserably isolated now as he had been when the service began more isolated by reason of his unreplaced and unatoned while the others were being fused into the greater being alone even in magana's Embrace much more alone indeed more hopelessly himself than he had ever been in his life before he had emerged from that Crimson Twilight into the common electrical glare with a self-consciousness intensified to the pitch of Agony he was utterly miserable and perhaps her shining eyes accused him perhaps it was his own fault quite wonderful he repeated the only thing he could think of was morgana's ey brow [Music] [Music] six odd odd odd was lenina's verdict on burnard marks so odd indeed that in the course of the succeeding weeks she had wondered more than once whether she shouldn't change her mind about the New Mexico holiday and go instead to the North Pole with Bonito Hoover the trouble was that she knew the North Pole had been there with George edzel only last summer and what was more found it pretty Grim nothing to do and the hotel too hopelessly old-fashioned no television laid on in the bedrooms no scent organ only the most putrid synthetic music and not more than 25 escalator Squash Courts for over 200 guests no decidedly she couldn't face the North Pole again added to which she had only been to America once before and even then how inadequately a cheap weekend in New York had it been with Jean jaac Haba or banovski Jones she couldn't remember anyhow it was of absolutely no importance the prospect of flying West again and for a whole week was very inviting moreover for at least 3 days of that week they would be in the Savage reservation not more than half a dozen people in the whole Center had been inside a Savage reservation as an alpha plus psychologist Bernard was one of the few men she knew entitled to a permit for lenina the opportunity was unique and yet so unique also was Bernard's oddness that she had hesitated to take it had actually thought of risking the pole again with funny old Bonito at least Bonito was normal whereas Bernard alcohol in his blood surrogate was fenny's explanation of every eccentricity but Henry with whom one evening when they were in bed together lenina had rather anxiously discussed her new lover Henry had compared poor burnard to a rhinoceros you can't teach a rhinoceros tricks he had explained in his brief and vigorous style some men are almost rhinoceroses they don't respond properly to conditioning poor Devils burnard's one of them luckily for him he's pretty good at his job otherwise the director would never have kept him however he added consolingly I think heun's pretty harmless pretty harmless perhaps but also pretty disquieting that Mania to start with for doing things in private which meant in practice not doing anything at all for what was there that one could do in private apart of course from going to bed but one couldn't do that all the time yes what was there precious little the first afternoon they went out together was particularly fine lenina had suggested a swim at to Country Club followed by dinner at the Oxford Union but Bernard thought there would be too much of a crowd then what about a round of electromagnetic golf at St Andrews but again no Bernard considered that electromagnetic golf was a waste of time then what's time for asked lenina in some astonishment apparently the going walks in the Lake District for that was what he now proposed land on top of the skidor and walk for a couple of hours in Heather alone with you lenina but Bernard we shall be alone all night Bernard blushed and looked away I meant alone for talking he marked LED talking but what about walking and talking that seemed a very odd way of spending an afternoon in the end she persuaded him much against his will to fly over to Amsterdam to see the semii finals of the women's heavyweight wrestling championship in a crowd he grumbled as usual he remained obstinately gloomy the whole afternoon wouldn't talk to lenina's friends of whom they met dozens in the ice cream Soma bar between the wrestling bounce and in spite of his misery absolutely refused to take the half gr raspberry sunde which she pressed upon him I'd rather be myself he said myself and nasty not someone else however jolly and gram in time saves nine said lenina producing a bright Treasure of sleep taught wisdom Bernard pushed away the Preferred Glass impatiently now don't lose your temper she said remember 1 cubic cm 10 gloomy sentiments oh for Ford's sake be quiet he shouted Lenin Shrugged her shoulders a Graham is always better than a dam she concluded with dignity and drank the sunde herself on their way back across the channel Bernard insisted on stopping his propeller and hovering on his helicopter screws within 100 ft of the Waves the weather had taken a change for the worse a southwesterly wind had sprung up the sky was cloudy look he commanded but it's horrible said lenina shrinking back from the window she was appalled by the rushing emptiness of the Night by The Black foam Fleck Water heaving beneath them by the pale face of the moon so hagged and distracted amongst the hastening clouds let's turn on the radio quick she reached for the dialing knob on the dashboard and turned it at random saying 16 tremolo falsettos weather's always then a hiccup and silence Bernard had switched off the current I want to look at the sea in peace he said one can't even look with that beastly noise going on but it's lovely and I don't want to look but I do he insisted it makes me feel as though he hesitated searching for words with which to express himself as though I were more me if you see what I I mean more on my own not so completely a part of something else not just a cell in the social body doesn't it make you feel like that lenina but lenina was crying it's horrible it's horrible she kept repeating and how could you talk like that about not wanting to be part of the social body after all everyone works for everyone else we can't do without anyone even epsilons yes I know said burnard derisively even epsilons are useful so am I and I damn well wish I wasn't lenina was shocked by his blasphemy burnard she protested in a voice of amazed distress how can you in a different key how can I he repeated meditatively no the real problem is how is it that I can't or rather because after all I know quite well why I can't what would it be like if I could if I were free not enslaved by my conditioning but Bernard you're saying the most awful things don't you wish you were free lenina I don't know what you mean I am free free to have the most wonderful time everybody's happy nowadays he laughed yes everybody's happy nowadays We Begin giving the children that at 5: but wouldn't you like to be free to be happy in some other way lenina in your own way for example not in everybody else's way I don't know what you mean she repeated then turning to him oh do let's go back burnard she besor I do so hate it here don't you like being with me but of course Bernard it's this horrible place I thought we'd be more more together here with nothing but the Sea and the moon more together than in that crowd or or even in my rooms don't you understand that I don't understand anything she said with decision determined to preserve her incomprehension intact nothing least of all she continued in another tone why you don't take SoMo when you have these Dreadful ideas of yours you'd forget all about them and instead of feeling miserable you'd be jolly so jolly she repeated and smiled for all the puzzled anxiety in her eyes with what was meant to be an inviting and voluptuous cadry he looked at her in silence his face unresponsive and very grave looked at her intently after a few seconds lenina's eyes flinched away she uttered a nervous little laugh tried to think of something to say and couldn't the silence prolonged itself when Bernard spoke at last it was in a small tired voice all right then he said we'll go back and stepping hard on the accelerator he sent the machine rocketing up into the sky at 4,000 he started his propeller they flew in silence for a minute or two then suddenly Bernard began to laugh rather oddly Len thought but still it was laughter feeling better she ventured to ask for answer he lifted one hand from the controls and slipping his arm around her began to fundle her breasts thank for she said to herself he's all right again half an hour later they were back in his rooms Bernard swallowed Four Tablets of Soma at a gulp turned on the radio and television and began to undress well lenina inquired with significant archness when they met next afternoon on the roof did you think it was fun yesterday burnard nodded they climbed into the plane a little jolt and they were off everyone says I'm awfully pneumatic said lenino reflectively patting her own legs awfully but there was an expression of pain in burnard's eyes like meat he was thinking she looked up with a certain anxiety but you don't think I'm too plump do you he shook his head like so much meat you think I'm all right another nod in every way perfect he said aloud and inwardly she thinks of herself that way she doesn't mind being meat lenina smiled triumphantly but her satisfaction was premature all the same he went on after a little pause I still rather wish it had all end differently differently were there other endings I didn't want it to end without going to bed he specified lenina was astonished not at once not the first day but then what he began to talk a lot of incomprehensible and dangerous nonsense lenina did her best to stop the ears of her mind but every now and again a phrase would insist on becoming audible to try and affect the arresting of my impulses she heard him say the words seemed to touch a spring in her mind never put off till tomorrow the fun you can have today she said Gravely 200 repetitions twice a week from 14 to 16 and A2 was all his comment the Mad bad talk rambled on I want to know what passion is she heard him saying I want to feel something strongly when the individual feels the community reels Leno pronounced well well why shouldn't it reel a bit Bernard but Bernard remained unabashed adults intellectually and during working hours he went on infants where feeling and desire are concerned our Ford loved infants ignoring the interruption it suddenly struck me the other day continued Bernard that it might be possible to be an adult all the time I don't understand lenina's tone was firm I know you don't and that's why we went to bed together yesterday like infants instead of being adults and waiting but it was fun lenina insisted wasn't it oh the greatest fun he answered but in a voice so mournful with an expression so profoundly miserable that lenina felt all her Triumph suddenly evaporate perhaps he had found her too plump after all I told you so was all that Fanny said when lenina came and made her confidences it's the alcohol they put in his surrogate all the same lenina insisted I do like him he has such awfully nice hands and the way he moves his shoulders that's very attractive she sighed but I wish he weren't so odd hting for a moment outside the door of the director's room burnard drew a deep breath and squared his shoulders bracing himself to meet the dislike and disapproval which he was certain of finding within he knocked and entered a permit for you to initial director he said as aily as possible and laid the paper on the writing table the director glanced at him sourly but the stamp of the world controller's office was at the head of the paper and the signature of Mustafa Mond bold and black across the bottom everything was perfectly in order the director had no choice he penciled his initials two small pale letters AB at the feet of Mustafa and was about to return the paper without a word of comment or genial forward speed when his eye was caught by something written in the body of the permit for the new Mexican reservation he said and his tone the face he lifted to burnard expressed a kind of agitated astonishment surprised by his surprise Bernard nodded there was a silence the director leaned back in his chair frowning how long ago was it he said speaking more to himself than to Bernard 20 years I suppose nearer 25 I must have been your age he sighed and shook his head Bernard felt extremely uncomfortable a man so conventional so scrupulously correct as the Director and to commit so gross a solm it made him want to hide his face to run out of the room not that he himself saw anything intrinsically objectionable in people talking about the remote past that was one of those hypnopic prejudices he had or so he imagined completely got rid of what made him feel shy was the knowledge that the director disapproved disapproved and yet had been betrayed into doing the Forbidden thing under what inward compulsion through his discomfort Bernard eagerly listened I had the same idea as you the director was saying wanted to have a look at the Savages got a permit for New Mexico and went there for my summer holiday with the girl I was having at the moment she was a beta minus I think he shut his eyes I think she had yellow hair anyway she was pneumatic particularly pneumatic I remember that well we went there and we looked at the Savages and we rode about on horses and all that and then it was almost the last day of my leave then well she got lost we'd gone riding up one of those revolting mountains and it was horribly hot and depressive and after lunch we went to sleep or at least I did she must have gone for a walk alone at any rate when I woke up she wasn't there and the most frightful thunderstorm I'd ever seen was just bursting on us and it poured and roared and flashed and the horses broke loose and ran away and I fell down trying to catch them and hurt my knee so that I could hardly walk still I searched and I shouted and I searched but there was no sign of her then I thought she must have gone back to the rest house by herself so I crawled down into the valley Valley by the way we had come and my knee was agonizingly painful and I'd lost my Soma it took me hours I didn't get back to the rest house till after midnight and she wasn't there she wasn't there the director repeated there was a silence well he resumed at last the next day there was a search but we couldn't find her she must have fallen into a gully somewhere or been eaten by a mountain lion fordos anyhow it was horrible it upset me very much at the time more than it ought to have done I dare say because after all it's the sort of accident that might have happened to anyone and of course the social body persists although the component cells may change but this sleep taught consolation did not seem to be very effective shaking his head I actually dream about it sometimes the director went on in a low voice dream of being woken up by that peel of thunder and finding her gone dream of searching and searching for her under the trees he lapsed into the Silence of reminiscence you must have had a terrible shock said Bernard almost enviously at the sound of his voice the director started into a guilty realization of where he was shot a glance at Bernard and averting his eyes blushed Darkly looked at him again with sudden suspicion and angrily on his dignity don't imagine he said that I'd had any indecorous relation with the girl nothing emotional nothing long drawn it was all perfectly healthy and normal he handed burnard the permit I really don't know why I bored you with this trivial anecdote furious with himself for having given away a discreditable secret he vented his rage on Bernard the look in his eyes was now frankly malignant and I should like to take this opportunity Mr Marx he went on of saying that I'm not at all pleased with the reports I received receive of your behavior outside working hours you may say that this is not my business but it is I have the good name of the center to think of my workers must be above suspicion particularly those of the highest cases Alphas are so conditioned that they do not have to be infantile in their emotional Behavior but that is all the more reason for they're making a special effort to conform it is their duty to be infantile even against their inclination and so Mr Marx I give you fair warning the director's voice vibrated with an indignation that had now become wholly righteous and impersonal was the expression of the disapproval of society itself if I ever hear again of any lapse from a proper standard of infantile decorum I shall ask for your transference to a subcenter preferably to Iceland good morning and swiveling around in his chair he picked up his pen and began to write that'll teach him he said to himself but he was mistaken for Bernard left the room with a Swagger exalting as he banged the door behind him in the thought that he stood alone embattled against the order of things elated by the intoxicating consciousness of his individual significance and importance even the thought of persecution left him undismayed was rather tonic than depressing he felt strong enough to meet and overcome Affliction strong enough to face even Iceland and this confidence was the greater for his Not For a Moment really believing that he would be called upon to face anything at all people simply weren't transferred for things like that Iceland was just a threat a most stimulating and lifegiving threat walking along the corridor he actually whistled heroic was the account he gave that evening of his interview with the DHC whereupon it concluded I simply told him to go to the bottomless past and marched out of the room and that was that he looked at Helm Holtz Watson expectantly awaiting his due reward of sympathy encouragement and admiration but no word came Holt sat silent staring at the floor he liked Bernard he was grateful to him for being the only man of his acquaintance with whom he could talk about subjects he felt to be important nevertheless there were things in Bernard which he hated this boasting for example and the outbursts of an abject self-pity with which it alternated and his deplorable habit of being bold after the event and full in absence of the most extraordinary presence of mind he hated these things just because he liked Bernard the seconds passed helmholtz continued to stare at the floor and suddenly Bernard blushed and turned away the journey was quite uneventful the Blue Pacific rocket was 2 and 1/2 minutes early at New Orleans lost 4 minutes in a tornado over Texas but flew into a favorable air current at longitude 95 West and was able to land at Santa Fe less than 40 seconds behind sheduled time 40 seconds on a 6 and 1 half hour flight not so bad lenina conceded they slept that night at Santa Fe the hotel was excellent incomparably better for example than that horrible Aurora Bora Palace in which lenina had suffered so much the previous summer liquid air television vibro vacuum massage radio boiling caffeine solution hot contraceptives and eight different kinds of scent were laid on in every bedroom the synthetic music plant was working as they entered the hall and left nothing to be desired a notice in the lift announced that there were 60 escalator squash racket courts in the hotel and that obstacle and electromagnetic golf could both be played in the park but it sounds simply too lovely cried lenina I almost wish we could stay here 60 escalator squash cours there won't be any in the reservation burnard warned her and no scent no television no hot water even if you feel you can't stand it stay here till I come back lenina was quite offended of course I can stand it I only said it was lovely here because well because progress is Lovely isn't it 500 repetitions once a week from 13 to 17 said Bernard wearily as though to himself what did you say I said that progress was lovely that's why you mustn't come to the reservation unless you really want to but I do want to very well then said Bernard and it was almost a threat their permit required the signature of the warden of the reservation at whose office next morning they duly presented themselves an Epsilon plus negro Porter took in burnard's card and they were admitted almost immediately the warden was a blonde and basophilic Alpha minus short red moon-faced and Broad shouldered with a loud booming voice very well adapted to the utterance of hypnopic wisdom he was a mine of irrelevant information and unasked for good advice once started he went on and on bingly 560,000 Square kilm divided into four distinct sub reservations each surrounded by a high tension wire fence at this moment and for no apparent reason Bernard suddenly remember remembered that he had left the odor cologne tap in his bathroom wide open and running supplied with current from the Grand Canyon Hydro electric Station cost me a fortune by the time I get back with his Mind's Eye Bernard saw the needle on the scent meter creeping round and round ant likee indefatigable quickly telephone to helm hortz Watson upwards of 5,000 km of fencing at 60,000 volts you don't say so said lenina politely not knowing in the least what the warden had said but taking her cue from his dramatic Paws when the warden started booming she had inconspicuously swallowed half a gram of Soma with the result that she could now sit serenely not listening thinking of nothing at all but with her large blue eyes fixed on the warden's face in an expression of wrapped attention to touch the fence's instant death pronounced the warden solemnly There Is No Escape From a Savage reservation the word Escape was suggested perhaps said Bernard half Rising we ought to think of going the little black needle was scurrying an insect nibbling through time eating into his money no Escape repeated the warden waving him back into his chair and as the permit was not yet countersigned Bernard had no choice but to obey those who were born in the reservation and remember my dear young lady he added learing obscenely at lenina and speaking in an improper whisper remember that in the reservation children still are born Yes actually born revolting as that may seem he hoped that this reference to a shameful subject would make lenina blush but she only smiled with simulated intelligence and said you don't say so disappointed the warden began again those I repeat who are born in the reservation are destined to die there destined to die a deciliter of Oda coloon every minute 6 L an hour perhaps bernon tried again we ought leaning forward the warden tapped the table with his forefinger you ask me how many people live in the reservation and I reply triumphantly I reply that we do not know we can only guess you don't say so yes my dear young lady I do say so six * 24 no it would be nearer 6 * 36 Bernard was pale and trembling with impatience but inexorably the booming continued about 60,000 Indians and half breeds absolute Savages our inspectors occasionally visit otherwise no communication whatever with the Civilized world still preserve their repulsive habits and Customs marriage if you know what that is my dear young lady families no conditioning monstrous superstitions Christianity and totemism and ancestor worship extinct languages such as zi and Spanish and athapascan pumers porcupines and other ferocious animals infectious diseases priests venomous lizards you don't say so they got away at last burner dashed to the telephone quick quick it took him nearly 3 minutes to get onto Helm Hotes Watson we might be among the Savages already he complained damned incompetence have a Graham suggested lenina he refused preferring his anger and at last thank for he was through and yes it was helmholtz helmholtz to whom he explained what had happened and who promised to go round at once at once and turn off the tap yes at once but took this opportunity to tell him what the DHC had said in public yesterday evening what he's looking for someone to take my place Vernon's voice was agonized so it's actually decided did he mention Iceland you say he did Ford Iceland he hung up the receiver and turned back to lenina his face was pale his expression utterly dejected what's the matter she asked the matter he dropped heavily into a chair I'm going to be sent to Iceland often in the past he had wondered what it would be like to be subjected somus and with nothing but his own inward resources to rely on to some great trial some pain some persecution he had even longed for affliction as recently as a week ago in the director's office he had imagined himself courageously resisting stoically accepting suffering without a word the director's threats had actually elated him made him feel Larger than Life but that as he now realized was because he had not taken the threats quite seriously he had not believed that when it came to the point the DHC would ever do anything now that it looked as though the threats were really going to be fulfilled Bernard was appalled of that imagined stoicism that theoretical courage not a trace was left he raged against himself what a fool against the director how unfair not to give him another chance that other chance which he now had no doubt at all he had always intended to take and Iceland Iceland lenina shook her head was and will make me ill she quoted I take a gram and only am in the end she persuaded him to swallow Four Tablets of Soma 5 minutes later roots and fruits were abolished the flower of the present rosely blossomed a message from the porter announced that at the warden's orders a reservation guard had come around with a plane and was waiting on the roof of the hotel they went up at once an octoroon in gamma green uniform saluted and proceeded to recite the morning's program a bird's eyee view of 10 or a dozen of the principal Pueblos then a landing for lunch in the Valley of malp the rest house was comfortable there and up at the Pueblo the Savages would probably be celebrating their Summer Festival it would be the best place to spend the night they took their seats in the plane and set off 10 minutes later they were crossing the frontier that separated civilization from savagery uphill and down across the deserts of salt or sand through forests into the violent depth of canyons over Crag and Peak and tablet topped Mesa the fence marched on and on irresistibly the straight line the geometrical symbol of triumphant human purpose and at its foot here and there a mosaic of White Bones a still rotted carcass dark on the tny ground marked the place where deer or steer pummer or porcupine or coyote or the greedy turkey buzzards draw down by the whiff of caran and fulminated as though by Poetic Justice had come too close to the destroying wires they never learn said the green uniformed pilot pointing down at the skeletons on the ground below them and they never will learn he added and laughed as though he had somehow scored a personal triumph over the electrocuted animals bernid also laughed after two gs of Soma the joke seemed for some reason good laughed and then almost immediately dropped off to sleep and sleeping was carried over tals and tessi over nambe and picuas and poak over sea and cooch over Laguna and akoma and the Enchanted Mesa over Zuni and sabola and Oho Caliente and woke at last to find the machine standing on the ground lenina carrying the suitcases into a small square house and the gamma green octar talking incomprehensibly with a young Indian Mal face explained the pilot and burnard stepped out this is the rest house there's a dance this afternoon at the Pueblo he'll take you there he pointed to the Sullen Young Savage funny I expect he grinned everything they do is funny and with that he climbed into the plane and started off the engines back tomorrow and remember he added reassuringly to lenina they're perfectly tamed Savages won't do you any harm they've got enough experience of gas bombs to know that they mustn't play any tricks still laughing he threw the helicopter screws into gear accelerated and was gone [Music] [Music] seven the Mesa was like a ship be calmed in a straight of lion colored dust the channel wound between precipitous Banks and slanting from one wall to the other across the valley ran a streak of green the river and its fields on the prow of that stone ship in the center of the straight and seemingly part of it a shaped and geometrical outcrop of the naked Rock stood the Pueblo of malpas block above block each story smaller than the one below the tall houses Rose like stepped and amputated pyramids Into the Blue Sky at their feet lay a straggle of low buildings a crisscross of walls and on three sides the prosers fell sheer into the plain a few Columns of smoke mounted perpendicularly into the windless air and were lost queer said lenina very queer it was her ordinary word of condemnation I don't like it and I don't like that man she pointed to the Indian guide who had been appointed to take them up to the Pueblo her feeling was evidently reciprocated the very back of the man as he walked along before them was hostile sullenly contemptuous besides she lowered her voice he smells Bernard did not attempt to deny it they walked on suddenly it was as though the whole air had come alive and were pulsing pulsing with the indefatigable movement of blood up there in Mal paace the drums were being beaten their feet fell in with the rhythm of that mysterious heart they quickened their Pace their path LED them to the foot of the precipice the sides of the great Messa ship towered over them 300 ft to the gunwale I wish we could have brought the plane said lenina looking up resentfully at the blank impending rock face I hate walking and you feel so small when you're on the ground at the bottom of a hill they walked along for some way in the shadow of the Mesa rounded a projection and there in a waterworn ravine was the way up the companion ladder they climbed it was a very steep path that zigzagged from side to side of the Gully sometimes the pulsing of the drums was all but inaudible at others they seem to be beating only just around the corner when they were halfway up an eagle flew past so close to them that the wind of his wings blew Chill on their faces in a crevice of the rock lay a pile of bones it was all oppressively Queer and the Indians smelt stronger and stronger they emerged at last from the Ravine into the full sunlight the top of the Mesa was a flat deck of stone like the Charing tea Tower was lenina's comment but she was not allowed to enjoy her discovery of this reassuring resemblance for long a padding of soft feet made them turn around naked from throat to Naval their dark brown bodies painted with white lines like ashel tennis courts lenina was later to explain their faces inhuman with dings of scarlet black and ochre two Indians came running along the path their black hair was braided with fox fur and red flannel cloaks of turkey feathers fluttered from their shoulders huge feather diadems exploded gly around their heads with every stop they took came the clink and rattle of their silver bracelets their heavy necklaces of bone and turquoise beads they came on without a word running quietly in their deer skin moccasins one of them was holding a feather brush the other carried in either hand what looked at a distance like three or four pieces of thick rope one of the ropes arrived uneasily and suddenly lenina saw that they were snakes the men came nearer and nearer their dark eyes looked at her but without giving any sign of recognition any smallest sign that they had seen her or were aware of her existence the writhing snake hung limp again with the rest the Men passed I don't like it said lenina I don't like it she liked even less what awaited her at the entrance to the Pueblo where their guide had left them while he went inside for instructions the dirt to start with the piles of rubbish the dust the dogs the Flies her her face wrinkled up into a Grimace of disgust she held her handkerchief to her nose but how can they live like this she broke out in a voice of indignant incredulity it wasn't possible Bernard Shrugged his shoulders philosophically anyhow he said they've been doing it for the past 5 or 6,000 years so I suppose they must be used to it by now but cleanliness is next to forlin she insisted yes and civiliz ation is sterilization erned went on concluding on a tone of irony the second hypnopic lesson in elementary hygiene but these people have never heard of our Ford and they aren't civilized so there's no point in oh she gripped his arm look an almost naked Indian was very slowly climbing down the ladder from the first floor Terrace of a neighboring house rung after rung with the tremulous caution of extreme old age his face was profoundly wrinkled and black like a mask of obsidian his toothless mouth had fallen in at the corners of the lips and on each side of the chin a few long bristles gleamed Almost White against the dark skin the long unbraided hair hung down in Gray wisps around his face his body was bent and emaciated to the Bone almost fleshless very slowly he came down pausing at each rung before he ventured another step what's the matter with him whispered lenina her eyes were wide with horror and amazement he's old that's all Bernard answered as carelessly as he could he too was startled but he made an effort to seem unmoved old she repeated but the director's old lots of people are old they're not like that that's because we don't allow them to be like that we preserve them from diseases we keep their internal secretions artificially balanced at a useful equilibrium we don't permit their magnesium calcium ratio to fall below what it was at 30 we give them transfusions of young blood we keep their metabolism permanently stimulated so of course they don't look like that partly he added because most of them die long before they reach this creature's age youth almost unimpaired till 60 and then crack the end but lenina was not listening she was watching the old man slowly slowly he came down his feet touched the ground he turned in their deep sunken orbits his eyes were still extraordinarily bright they looked at her for a long moment expressionlessly without surprise as though she had not been there at all then slowly with bent back the old man hobbled past them and was gone but it's terrible lenia whispered it's awful we ought not to have come here she felt in her pocket for her Soma only to discover that by some unprecedented oversight she had left the bottle down at the rest house burnard's Pockets were also empty lenina was left to face the horrors of malace unaided they came crowding in on her thick and fast the spectacle of two young women giving breasts to their babies made her blush and turn away her face she had never seen anything so indecent in her life and what made it worse was that instead of tactfully ignoring it Bernard proceeded to make open comments on this revoltingly vorous scene ashamed now that the effects of the Soma had worn off of the weakness he had displayed that morning in the hotel he went out of his way to show himself strong and unorthodox what a wonderfully intimate relationship he said deliberately outrageous and what an intensity of feeling it must generate I often think one may have missed something in not having had a mother and perhaps you've missed something in not being a mother lenino imagine yourself sitting there with a little baby of your own a burnard how could you the passage of an old woman with opalia and a disease of the skin distracted her from her indignation let's go away she begged I don't like it but at this moment their guide came back and beckoning them to follow led the way down the Narrow Street between the houses they rounded a corner a dead dog was lying on a rubbish Heap a woman with a goer was looking for lice in the hair of a small girl their guide halted at the foot of a ladder raised his hand perpendicularly and then darted it horizontally forward they did what he mely commanded climbed the ladder and walked through the doorway to which it gave access into a long narrow room rather dark and smelling of smoke and cooked grease and longor long unwashed clothes at the further end of the room was another doorway through which came a shaft of sunlight and the noise very loud and close of the drums they stepped Across the Threshold and found themselves on a wide Terrace below them shut in by the tall houses was the Village Square crowded with Indians bright blankets and feathers in black hair and the glint of turquoise and dark skins shining with heat lenina put the handkerchief to her no nose [Music] again in the open space at the center of the square were two circular platforms of masonry and trampled clay the roofs it was evident of underground Chambers for in the center of each platform was an open hatchway with a ladder emerging from the lower Darkness a sound of subterranean flute playing came up and was almost lost in the steady remorseless Persistence of the [Music] drums lenina liked the drums shutting her eyes she abandoned herself to their soft repeated Thunder allowed it to invade her Consciousness more and more completely till at last there was nothing left in the world but that one deep pulse of sound it reminded her reassuringly of the synthetic noises made at solidarity services and Ford Day Celebrations ory pory she whispered to herself these drums beat out just the same [Music] rhythms there was a sudden startling burst of s hundreds of male voices crying out fiercely in harsh metallic Unis a few long notes and silence the thunderous Silence of the drums then shrill in a naying treble the woman's answer then again the drums and once more the men's deep Savage affirmation of their manhood queer yes the place was queer so was the music so were the clothes and the goers and the skin diseases and the old people but the performance itself there seemed to be nothing specially queer about that it reminds me of a lowercased community sing she told burnard but a little later it was reminding her a good deal less of that innocuous function for suddenly there had swarmed up from those round chambers underground a ghastly troop of monsters hideously masked or painted out of all semblance of humanity they had tramped out a strange limping dance round the square round round and again round singing as they went round and round each time a little faster and the drums had changed and quickened their Rhythm so that it became like the pulsing of fever in the ears and the crowd had begun to sing with the dancers louder and louder and first one woman had shrieked and then another and another as though they were being killed and then suddenly the leader of the dancers broke out of the line ran to a big wooden chest which was standing at one end of the square raised the lid and pulled out a pair of black snakes a great yell went up from the crowd and all the other dancers ran towards him with outstretched hands he tossed the snakes to the first comers then dipped back into the chest for more more and more black snakes and brown and modled he flung them out then the dance began again on a different Rhythm round and round they went with their snakes snaky with a soft undulating movement at the knees and hips round and round then the leader gave a signal and one after another all the snakes were flung down in the middle of the square an old man came up from underground and sprinkled them with cornmeal and from the other hatchway came a woman and sprinkled them with water from a black jar then the old man lifted his hand and startlingly terrifyingly there was absolute silence the drums stopped beating life seemed to have come to an end end the old man pointed towards the two hatchways that gave entrance to the lower world and slowly raised by invisible hands from below there emerged from the one a painted image of an eagle from the other that of a man naked and nailed to a cross they hung there seemingly self- sustained as though watching the old man clapped his hands naked but for a white cotton breach cloth a boy of about 18 stepped out of the crowd and stood before him his hands crossed over his chest his head bowed the old man made the sign of the cross over him and turned away slowly the boy began to walk around the writhing heap of snakes he had completed his first circuit and was halfway through the second when from among the dancers a tall man wearing the mask of a coyote and holding in his hand a whip of plate leather Advanced towards him the boy moved on as though unaware of the other's existence the coyote man raised his whip there was a long moment of expectancy then a swift movement the whistle of the Lash and its loud flat sounding impact on flesh the boy's body quivered but he made no sound He Walked on at the same slow steady Pace the coyote struck again again and at every blow at first a gasp and then a deep groan went up from the crowd the boy walked twice thce four times round he went the blood was streaming five times round six times round suddenly lenina covered her face with her hands and began to sob I'll stop them stop them she implored but the whip fell and fell inexorably seven times round then all at once the boy staggered and still without a sound pitched forward onto his face bending over him the old man touched his back with a long white feather held it up for a moment Crimson for the people to see then shook it Thrice over the snakes a few drops fell and suddenly the drums broke out again in a panic of hurrying notes there was a great shout the dancers rushed forward picked up the snakes and ran out of the square men women children all the crowd ran after them a minute later the square was empty only the boy remained prone where he had fallen quite still three old women came out of one of the houses and with some difficulty lifted him and carried him in the eagle and the man on the cross kept guard for a little while over the empty Pueblo then as though they had seen enough sank slowly down through their hatchways out of sight into The Nether world Lina was still sobbing too awful she kept repeating and all burnard's consolations were in vain too awful that blood she shuddered oh I wish I had my Soma there was the sound of feet in the Inner Room lenina did not move but sat with her face in her hands unseeing apart only burnard turned around the dress of the young man who now stepped out onto the Terrace was Indian but his plattered hair was straw colored his eyes a pale blue and his skin a white skin bronzed hello good tomorrow said The Stranger in faultless but peculiar English you're civilized aren't you you came from that other place outside the reservation who on Earth Bernard began in astonishment the young man sighed and shook his head a most unhappy gentleman and pointing to the blood stains in the center of the square do you see that damned spot he asked in a voice that trembled with emotion a Graham is better than a damn said lenina mechanically from behind her hands I wish I had my Soma I ought to have been there the young man went on why wouldn't they let me be the sacrifice I'd have gone round 10 * 12 15 palwa only got As far as seven they could have had twice as much blood from me the multitud in US sees incarnadine he flung out his arms in a lavish gesture then despairingly let them fall again but but they wouldn't let me they disliked me for my complexion it's always been like that always tears stood out in the young man's eyes he was ashamed and turned away astonishment made lenina forget the deprivation of s she uncovered her face and for the first time looked at the stranger do you mean to say you wanted to be hit with that whip still averted from her the young man made a sign of affirmation for the sake of the Pueblo to make the rain come and the corn grow and to please PUK Kong and Jesus and then to show that I can bear pain without crying out yes and his voice suddenly took on a new resonance he turned with a proud squaring of the shoulders a proud defiant lifting of the chin to show that I am a man he gave a gasp and was silent gaping he had seen for the first time in his life the face of a girl whose cheeks were not the color of chocolate or dog skin whose hair was Orban and permanently waved and whose expression amazing novelty was one of benevolent interest lenina was smiling at him such a NIC looking boy she was thinking and a really beautiful body the blood rushed up into the young man's face he dropped his eyes raised them again for a moment only to find her still smiling at him and was so much overcome that he had to turn away and pretend to be looking very hard at something on the other side of the square burnard's questions made a diversion who how when from where keeping his eyes fixed on burnard's face for so passionately did he long to see lenina smiling that he simply dared not look at her the young man tried to explain himself Linda and he Linda was his mother the word made lenina look uncomfortable Were Strangers in the reservation Linda had come from the other place long ago before he was born with a man who was his father erard pricked up his ears she had gone walking alone in those mountains over there to the North had fallen down a steep place and hurt her head go on go on said Bernard excitedly some hunters from malp had found her and brought her to the Pueblo as for the man who was his father Linda had never seen him again his name was tomakin yes Thomas was the DC's first name he must have flown away back to the other place away without her a bad unkind unnatural man and so I was born in Mal paace he concluded in Mal paace and he shook his head the squala of that little house on the outskirts of the Pueblo a space of dust and rubbish separated it from the village two famin stricken dogs were nosing obscenely in the garbage at its door inside when they entered the Twilight stank and was loud with flies Linda the young man called from the Inner Room a rather horar female voice said coming they waited in bowls on the floor were the remains of of a meal perhaps of several meals the door opened a very Stout blonde Squall stepped out Across the Threshold and stood looking at the strangers staring incredulously her mouth open lenina noticed with disgust that two of the front teeth were missing and the color of the ones that remained she shuddered it was worse than the old man so fat and all the lines in her face the flabbiness the wrinkles and the sagging cheeks with those purplish blotches and the red veins on her nose the bloodshot eyes and that neck that neck and the blanket she wore over her head ragged and filthy and Under The Brown Sack shaped tunic those enormous breasts the Bulge of the stomach the hips oh much worse than the old man much worse and suddenly the creature burst out in a torrent of speech rushed at her with outstretched arms and for Ford it was too revolting in another moment she'd be sick pressed her against the Bulge the bosom and began to kiss her Ford to kiss slobbering and smelt too horrible obviously never had a bath and simply rre of that beastly stuff that was put into Delta and Epsilon bottles no it wasn't true about burnard positively stank of alcohol she broke away as quickly as she could a blubbered and distorted face confront fronted her the creature was crying oh my dear my dear the torrent of words flowed sobbingly if you knew how glad after all these years a civilized face yes and civilized clothes because I thought I should never see a piece of real acetate silk again she fingered the sleeve of lenina's shirt the nails were black and those adorable visous velvetine shorts do you know dear I've still got my old clothes the ones I came in put away a box I'll show you them afterwards though of course the acetate has all gone into holes but such a lovely white Bandelier though I must say your green Morocco is even Lov not that it did me much good that pandelia her tears began to flow again I suppose John told you what I had to suffer and not a gram of Soma to be had only a drink of Mescal every now and again when Pope used to bring it Pope is a boy I used to know but it makes you feel so bad afterwards the Mescal does and you're sick with the peal besides it always made the awful feeling of being ashamed much worse the next day and I was so ashamed just think of it me a beta having a baby you put yourself in my place the mere suggestion made lenina shudder though it wasn't my fault I swear because I still don't know how it happened seeing that I did all the malthusian drill you know by the numbers 1 2 3 4 always I swear it but all the same it happened and of course there wasn't any anything like an abortion Center here is it still down in Chelsea by the way she asked lenina nodded and still flood lighted on Tuesday and Fridays lenina nodded again oh that lovely Pig Glass Tower poor Linda lifted her face and with closed eyes ecstatically contemplated the bright remembered image and the river at night she whispered great tears oozed slowly out from behind her tight shot eyelids and flying back in the even evening from Stoke poges and then a hot bath and vibro vacuum massage but there she drew a deep breath shook her head opened her eyes again sniffed once or twice then blew her nose on her fingers and wiped them on the skirt of her tunic oh I'm so sorry she said in response to lenina's involuntary Grimace of disgust I oughtn't to have done that I'm sorry but what do you to do when there aren't any handkerchiefs I remember how it used to upset me all that dirt and nothing being a septic I had an awful cut on my head when they first brought me here you can't imagine what they used to put on it filth just filth civilization is sterilization I used to say to them and strep the [ __ ] G to Banbury te to see a fine bathroom and wc as though they were children but of course they didn't understand how should they and in the end I suppose I got used to it and anyway how can you keep things clean when there isn't hot water laid on and look at these clothes this beastly wool isn't like acetate it lasts and lasts and you're supposed to mend it if it gets torn but I'm a beta I worked in the fertilizing room no one ever taught me to do anything like that it wasn't my business besides it never used to be right to mend clothes throw them away when they've got holes in them and buy new the more stitches the less riches isn't that right mending is antisocial but it's all different here it's like living with lunatics everything they do is mad she looked round saw Jon and Bernard had left them and were walking up and down in the dust and garbage outside the house but nonetheless confidentially lowering her voice and leaning while lenina stiffened and shrank so close that the brown wreak of embryo poison stirred the hair on her cheek for instance she hely whispered take the way they have one another here mad I tell you absolutely mad everybody belongs to everybody else don't they well don't they she insisted tugging at lenina's sleeve lenina nodded her averted head let out the breath she'd been holding and managed to draw another one relatively untainted well here the other went on nobody's supposed to belong to more than one person and if you have people in the ordinary way the others think you're Wicked and antisocial they hate and despise you once a lot of women came and made a scene because their men came to see me well why not and then they rushed at me no it was too awful I can't tell you about it Linda covered her face with her hands and shuted they're so hateful the women here mad mad and cruel and of course they don't know anything about malthusian drill or or bottles or decanting or anything of that sort so they're having children all the time like dogs it's too revolting and to think that I oh Ford Ford Ford and yet joh was a great comfort to me I don't know what I should have done without him even though he did get so upset whenever a man quite as a tiny boy even once but that was when he was bigger he tried to kill poor wusu or was it Pope just because I used to have them sometimes because I never could make him understand that that was what civilized people ought to do being mads infectious I believe anyhow Jon seemed to have caught it from the Indians but because of course he was with them a lot even though they were always so beastly to him and wouldn't let him do all the things that other boys did which was a good thing in a way because it made it easier for me to condition him a little though you have no idea how difficult that was there's so much one doesn't know it wasn't my business to know I mean when a child asks you how a helicopter works or or who made the world well what are you to answer if you're a Baer and have always worked in the fertilizing room what are you to answer [Music] [Music] eight outside in the dust and among the garbage there were four dogs now Bernard and Jon were walking slowly up and down so hard for me to realize Bernard was saying to reconstruct as though we were living on different planets in different centuries a mother and all this dirt and gods and old age and disease he shook his head it's almost inconceivable I shall never understand unless you explain explain what this he indicated the Pueblo that and it was the little house outside the village everything all your life but what is there to say oh from the beginning as far back as you can remember as far back back as I can remember John frowned there was a long silence it was very hot they had eaten a lot of tortillas and sweet corn Linda said come and lie down baby they lay down together in the big bed sing and Linda sang sang strep the [ __ ] G to Banbury te and bye-bye Banting soon you'll need decanting her voice got fainter and fainter there was a loud noise and he woke with a start a man was saying something to Linda and Linda was laughing she had pulled the blankets up to her chin but the man pulled it down again his hair was like two black ropes and round his arm was a lovely silver bracelet with blue stones in it he liked the bracelet but all the same he was frightened he hid his face against Linda's body Linda put her hand on him and he felt safe in those other words he did not understand so well she said to the man not with John here the man looked at him then again at Linda and said a few words in a soft voice Linda said no but the man bent over the bed towards him and his face was huge terrible the black ropes of hair touched the blanket no Linda said again and he felt her hand squeezing him more tightly no no but the man took hold of one of his his arms and it hurt he screamed the man put up his other hand and lifted him Linda was still holding him still saying no no the man said something short and angry and suddenly her hands were gone Linda Linda he kicked and wriggled but the man carried him across the door opened it put him down on the floor in the middle of the other room and went away shutting the door behind him he got up he ran to the door standing on tiptoe he could just reach the big wooden latch he lifted it and pushed but the door wouldn't open Linda he shouted she didn't answer he remembered a huge room rather dark and there were big wooden things with strings fasten to them and lots of women standing around them making blankets Linda said Linda told him to sit in the corner with the other children while she went and helped the women he played with the little boys for a long time suddenly people started talking very loud and there were the woman pushing Linda away and Linda was crying she went to the door and he ran after her he asked her why they were angry because I broke something she said and then she got angry too how should I know how to do their beastly weaving she said beastly Savages he asked her what Savages were when they got back to their house Pope was waiting at the door and he came in with them he had a big gourd full of stuff that looked like water only it wasn't water but something with a bad smell that burnt your mouth and made you cough Linda drank some and Pope drank some and then Linda laughed a lot and talked very loud and then she and Pope went into the other room when Pope went away he went into the room Linda was in bed and so fast asleep that he couldn't wake her Pope used to come often he said the stuff in the gourd was called Mescal but Linda said it ought to have been called Som only it made you feel ill afterwards he hated poay he hated them all all the men who came to see Linda one afternoon when he'd been playing with the other children it was cold he remembered and there was snow on the mountains he came back to the house and he heard angry voices in the bedroom they were women's voices and they said words he didn't understand but he knew they were Dreadful words then suddenly crash something was upset he heard people moving about quickly there was another crash and then a noise like hitting a mule only not so bony then Linda screamed oh don't don't don't she said he ran in there were three women in dark blankets Linda was on the bed one of the women was holding her wrists another was lying across her legs so that she couldn't kick the Third heard was hitting her with a whip once twice three times and each time Linda screamed crying he tugged at The Fringe of the woman's blanket please please with her free hand she held him away the whip came down again and again Linda screamed he caught hold of the women's enormous Brown hand between his own and bit it with all his might she cried out wrenched her hand free and gave him such a push that he fell down while he was lying on the ground she hit him three times with the whip it hurt more than anything he had ever felt like fire the whip whistled again fell but this time it was Linda who screamed but why did they want to hurt you Linda he asked that night he was crying because the red marks of the whip on his back stood still hurt so terribly but he was also crying because people were so beastly and unfair and because he was only a little boy and couldn't do anything against them Linda was crying too she was grown up but she wasn't big enough to fight against three of them it wasn't fair for her either why did they want to hurt you Linda I don't know how should I know it was difficult to hear what she said because she was lying on her stomach and her face was in the pillow they say those men are their men she went on and she did not seem to be talking to him at all she seemed to be talking with someone inside herself a long talk which she didn't understand and in the end she started crying louder than ever oh don't cry Linda don't cry he pressed himself against her he put his arms around her neck Linda cried out oh be careful my shoulder go and she pushed him away hard his head banged against the wall little idiot she shouted and then suddenly she began to slap him slap slap Linda he cried out oh mother don't I'm not your mother I won't be your mother but Linda oh she slapped him on the cheek turned into a Savage she shouted having young ones like an animal if it hadn't been for you I might have gone to the inspector I might have got away but not with a baby that would have been too shameful he saw that she was going to hit him again and lifted his arm to guard his face oh don't Linda please don't little beast she pulled down his arm his face was uncovered don't Linda he shut his eyes expecting the blow but she didn't hit him after a little time he opened his eyes again and saw that she was looking at him he tried to smile at her suddenly she put her arms around him and kissed him again and again sometimes for several days Linda didn't get up at all she lay in bed and was sad or else she drank that stuff that Pope brought and laughed a great deal and went to sleep sometimes she was sick often she forgot to wash him and there was nothing to eat except cold tortillas he remembered the first time she found those little animals in his hair how she screamed and screamed the happiest times were when she told him about the other place and you really can go flying whenever you like whenever you like and she would tell him about the lovely music that came out of a box and all of the nice games you could play and the delicious things to eat and drink and the light that came when you pressed a little thing in the wall and the pictures that you could hear and feel and smell as well as see and another box for making nice smells and the pink and green and blue and silver houses as high as mountains and everybody happy and no one ever sad or angry and everyone belonging to everyone else and the boxes where you could see and hear what was happening at the other side of the world and babies in lovely clean bottles everything so clean and no nasty smells no dirt at all and people never lonely but living together and being so jolly and happy like the summer dancers here in malp but much happier and the happiness being there every day every day he listened by the hour and sometimes when he and the other children were tired with too much playing one of the old men of the Pueblo would talk to them in those other words of the great Transformer of the world and of the long fight between right hand and left hand between wet and dry of aana Willona who made a great Fog by thinking in the night and then made the whole world out of the fog of Earth Mother and Sky father of auta and masma the twins of war and chance of Jesus and pong of Mary and etan lei the woman who made herself young again of the black stone of Laguna and the Great Eagle and Our Lady of akoma strange stories all the more wonderful to him for being told in the other words and so not fully understood lying in bed he would think of heaven and London and Our Lady of aoma and the rows and rows of babies in clean bottles and Jesus flying up and Linda flying up and the great director of world hatcheries and a oneill owner lots of men came to see Linda the boys began to point their fingers at him in the strange other words they said that Linda was bad they called her names he did not understand but he knew they were bad names one day they sang a song about her again and again he threw stones at them they threw back a sharp Stone cut his cheek the blood wouldn't stop he was covered in blood Linda taught him to read with a piece of charcoal she Drew pictures on the wall an animal sitting down a baby inside a bottle then she wrote letters the cat is on the mat the tot is in the pot he learned quickly and easily when he knew how to read all the words she wrote on the wall Linda opened her big wooden box and pulled out from under those funny little red trousers she never wore a thin little book he had often seen it before when you're bigger she had said you can read it well now he was big enough he was proud I'm afraid you won't find it very exciting she said but it's the only thing I had she sighed if only you could see the lovely reading machines we used to have in London he began reading the chemical and bacteriological conditioning of the embryo practical instructions for beta embryo store workers it took him a quarter of an hour to read the title alone he threw the book on the floor beastly beastly book he said and began to cry the boys still sang their horrible song about Linda sometimes too they laughed at him for being so ragged when he tore his clothes Linda did not know how to mend them in the other place she told him people threw away clothes with holes in them and got new ones Rags Rags the boys used to shout at him but I can read he said to himself and they can't they don't even know what reading is it was fairly easy if he thought hard enough about the reading to pretend that he didn't mind when they made fun of him he asked Linda to give him the book book again the more the boys pointed and sang the harder he read soon he could read all the words quite well even the longest but what did they mean he asked Linda but even when she could answer it didn't seem to make it very clear and generally she couldn't answer at all what are chemicals he would ask oh stuff like magnesium salts and alcohol for keeping the Deltas and Epsilon small and backward and calcium carbonate for bones and all that sort of thing but how do you make chemicals Linda where do they come from well I don't know you get them out of bottles and when the bottles are empty you send up to the chemical store for more it's the chemical store people who made them I suppose or else they sent to the factory for them I don't know I never did any chemistry my job was always with the embryos it was the same with everything else he asked about Linda never seemed to know the old men of the Pueblo had much more definite answers the seed of men and All Creatures the seed of the sun and the seed of the earth and the seed of the sky a Wonder Willona made them all out of the fog of increase now the world has four wombs and he laid the seeds in the lowest of the four wombs and gradually the seeds began to grow one day John calculated later that it must have been soon after his 12th birthday he came home and found a book that he had never seen before lying on the floor in the bedroom it was a thick book and looked very old The Binding had been eaten by mice some of its Pages were loose and crumpled he picked it up looked at the title page the book was called the complete works of William Shakespeare Linda was lying on the bed sipping that horrible stinking mcal out of a cup Pope brought it she said her voice was thick and horar like somebody else's voice it was lying in one of the chests of the anel opic Kea it's supposed to have been there for hundreds of years I expect it's true because I looked at it and it seemed to be full of nonsence uncivilized still it'll be good enough for you to practice your reading on she took a last sip set the cup down on the floor beside the bed turned over on her side pickuped once or twice twice and went to sleep he opened the book at random nay but to live in the rank sweat of an enered bed stewed in corruption honeying and making love over the nasty sty the strange words rolled through his mind rumbled like talking Thunder like the drums at the summer dancers if the drums could have spoken like the men singing The Corn song beautiful beautiful so that you cried like old mitsa saying magic over his feathers and his carved sticks and his bits of bone and stone but better than msa's magic because it meant more because it talked to him talked wonderfully and only half understandably a terrible beautiful magic about Linda about Linda lying there snoring with the empty Cup on the floor beside the bed about Linda and Pope Linda and Pope he hated Pope more and more a man can smile and smile and be a villain remorseless treacherous lecherous kindless villain what did the words exactly mean mean he only half knew but their magic was strong and went on rumbling in his head and somehow it was as though he had never really hated pope before never really hated him because he had never been able to say how much he hated him but now he had these words these words like drums and singing and Magic these words and the strange strange story out of which they were taken he couldn't make head nor tail of it but it was one wonderful wonderful all the same they gave him a reason for hating Pope and they made his hatred more real they even made Pope himself more real one day when he came in from playing the door of the Inner Room was open and he saw them lying together on the bed asleep white Linda and Pope almost black beside her with one arm under her shoulders and the other dark hand on her breast and one of the plates of his long hair lying across her throat like a black snake trying to strangle her Pope's gourd and a cup was standing on the floor near the bed Linda was snoring his heart seemed to have disappeared and left a hole he was empty empty and cold and rather sick and giddy he leaned against the wall to steady himself remorseless treacherous lecherous like drums like the men singing for the corn like magic the words repeated and repeated themselves in his head from being cold it was suddenly hot his cheeks burned with A Rush of Blood the room swam and darkened before his eyes he grounded his teeth I'll kill him I'll kill him I'll kill him he kept saying and suddenly there were more words when he is drunk asleep or in his Rage or in the incestuous pleasure of his bed the magic was on his side the magic explained and gave orders he stepped back into the outer room when he is drunk asleep the knife for the meat was lying on the floor near the fireplace he picked it up and tiptoed to the door again when he is drunk asleep drunk asleep he ran across the room and stabbed Oh The Blood stabbed again as Pope heed out of his sleep lifted his hand to stab once more but found his wrist caught held and oh oh Twisted he couldn't move he was trapped and there were Poe's small black eyes very close staring into his own he looked away there were two cuts on Pope's left shoulder oh look at the blood Linda was crying look at the blood she had never been able to Bear the sight of blood Pope lifted his other hand to strike him he thought stiffened to receive the blow but the hand only took him under the chin and turned his face so that he had to look again into Pope's eyes for a long time for hours and hours and suddenly he couldn't help it he began to cry Pope burst out laughing go he said in the other Indian words go my Brave aay he ran out into the other room to hide his tears you are 15 said old mitsa in the Indian words now I may teach you to work the clay squatting by the river they worked together first of all said mitsa taking a lump of the wetted clay between his hands we make a little Moon the old man squeezed the lump into a disc then bent up the edges the moon became a shallow cup slowly and unskillfully he imitated the old man's delicate gestures a moon a cup and now a snake mitsa rolled out another piece of clay into a long flexible cylinder trooped it into a circle and pressed it onto the rim of the cup then another snake and another and another round by round mitsa built up the sides of the pot it was narrow it bulged it narrowed again towards the neck mitsima squeezed and pattered stroked and scraped and there at last it stood in shape the familiar water pot of malp but creamy white instead of black and still soft to the touch the Crooked parody of mitsa his own Stood Beside it looking at the two pots he had to laugh but the next one will be better he said and began to moisten another piece of clay to Fashion to give form to feel his fingers gaining in skill and power this gave him an extraordinary pleasure A B C vitamin D he sang to himself as he worked the fats in the liver the cods in the sea and mitsa also sang a song about killing a bear they worked all day and all day he was filled with an intense absorbing happiness next winter said old Meda I will teach you to make the bow he stood for a long time outside the house and at last the ceremonies within were finished the door opened they came out KLU came first his right hand outstretched and tightly closed closed as though over some precious Jewel her clenched hands similarly outstretched kakim followed they walked in silence and in silence behind them came the brothers and sisters and cousins and all the troop of old people they walked out of the Pueblo across the Mesa at the edge of the cliff they halted facing the early morning sun KLU opened his hand a pinch of cornmeal lay white on the palm he breathed on a murmured a few words then threw it a handful of white dust towards the sun kiak Kim did the same then kiim's father stepped forward and holding up a feathered prayer stick made a long prayer then threw the stick after the cornmeal it is finished said old mitsa in a loud voice they are married well said Linda as they turned away all I can say is it does seem a lot of fuss to make about so little in civilized countries when a boy wants to have a girl he just but where are you going John he paid no attention to her calling but ran on away away anywhere to be by himself it is finished old msa's words repeated themselves in his mind finished finished in silence and from a long way off but violently desperately hopelessly he had loved kakim and now it was finished finished he was 16 at the full moon in the Antelope Kea Secrets would be told Secrets would be done and born they would go down boys into the K and come out again men the boys were all afraid and at the same time impatient and at last it was the day the sun went down the moon Rose he went with the others men were standing dark at the entrance to the KE the ladder went down to the red lighted depths already the leading boys had begun to climb down suddenly one of the men stepped forward caught him by the arm and pulled him out of the ranks he broke free and dodged back into his place among the others this time the man struck him pulled his hair not for you white hair not for the son of the she dog said one of the other men the boys laughed go and as he still hovered on the fringes of the group go the men shouted again one of them bent down took a stone through it go go go there was a shower of stones bleeding he ran away into the darkness from the red lit Kea came the noise of singing the last of the boys had climbed down the ladder he was all alone all alone outside the Pau on the bare plain of the Mesa The Rock was like like bleached bones in the Moonlight down in the valley the coyotes were howling at the moon the bruisers Hur him the cuts were still bleeding but it was not for pain that he sobbed it was because he was all alone because he had been driven out alone into this skeleton world of rocks and Moonlight at the edge of the precipice he sat down the moon was behind him he looked down into the black shadow of the mesa into the black shadow of death he had only to take one step one little jump he held out his right hand in the Moonlight from the cut on his wrist the blood was still oozing every few seconds a drop fell dark almost colorless in the Deadlight drop drop drop tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow he had discovered time and death and God Alone always alone the young man was saying the words awoke a plaintive echo in Bernard's mind alone alone so am I he said on a gush of confiding this terribly alone are you John looked surprised I thought that in the other place I mean Linda always said that nobody was ever alone there Bernard blushed uncomfortably you see he said mumbling and with averted eyes I'm rather different from most people I suppose if if one happens to be decanted different yes that's just it the young man nodded if one's different one's bound to be lonely they're beastly to one do you no they shut me out of absolutely everything when the other boys were sent to spent the night on the mountains you know when you have to dream which your sacred animal is they wouldn't let me go with the others they wouldn't tell me any of the secrets I did it by myself though he added didn't eat anything for 5 days and then went out one night alone into the mountains there he pointed patronizingly Bernard smiled and did you dream of anything he asked the other nodded but I mustn't tell you what he was silent for a little then in a low voice once he went on I did something that none of the others did I stood against a rock in the middle of the day In Summer with my arms out like Jesus on the cross what on Earth for I wanted to know what it was like being crucified hanging there in the Sun but why why well he hesitated because I felt I ought to if Jesus could stand it and then if one has done something wrong besides I was unhappy that was another reason it seems a funny way of curing your unhappiness said Bernard but on second thoughts he decided that there was after all some sense in it better than taking S I fainted after a Time said the young man fell down on my face do you see the mark where I cut myself he lifted the thick yellow hair from his forehead the scar showed pale and pucked on his right Temple Bernard looked and then quickly with a little shudder averted his eyes his conditioning had made him not so much pitiful as profoundly squeamish the mere suggestion of illness or wounds was to him not only horrifying but even repulsive and rather disgusting like dirt or deformity or old age hastily he changed the subject I wonder if you'd like to come back to London with us he asked making the first move in a campaign whose strategy he had been secretly elaborating ever since in the little house he had realized who the father of this Young Savage must be would you like that the young man's face lit up do you really mean it of course if I can get permission that is Linda too well he hesitated doubtfully that revolting creature no it was impossible unless unless it suddenly occurred to Bernard that her very revolting might prove an enormous acid but of course he cried making up for his first hesitations with an excess of noisy cordiality the young man drew a deep breath to think it should be coming true what I've dreamt of all my life do you remember what Miranda says who's Miranda but the young man had evidently not heard the question oh wonder he was saying and his eyes sha his face was brightly flushed how many goodly creatures are there here how beautious mankind is the flush suddenly deepened he was thinking of lenina of an angel in Bottle green viscous lustrous with youth and Skin Food plump benevolently smiling his voice faltered oh Brave New World he began then suddenly interrupted himself the blood had left his cheeks he was as pale as paper are you married to her he asked am I what married you know forever they say forever in the Indian words it can't be broken for no Bernard couldn't help laughing JN also laughed but for another reason he laughed for pure joy oh Brave New World he repeated oh Brave New World that has such people in it let's start at once you have a most peculiar way of talking sometimes said Bernard staring at the young man in perplexed astonishment and anyhow hadn't you better wait till you actually see the new world [Music] [Music] n lenina felt herself entitled after this day of queerness and horror to a complete and absolute holiday as soon as they got back to the rest house she swallowed six half G tablets of Soma lay down on her bed and within 10 minutes had embarked for lunar eternity it would be 18 hours at least before she was in time again Bernard meanwhile lay pensive and wide-eyed in the dark it was long after midnight before he fell asleep long after midnight but his insomnia had not been fruitless he had a plan punctually on the following morning at 10:00 the green uniformed octoroon stepped out of his helicopter hered was waiting for him among the Agave Miss Crown's gone on a Sumer holiday he explained can hardly be back before 5 which leaves us 7 hours he could fly to Santa Fe do all the business he had to do and be in Mal paace again long before she woke up she'll be quite safe here by herself safe as helicopters the octar Run assured him they climbed into the machine and started off at once at 10:34 they had landed on the roof of the Santa Fe post office at 10:37 Bernard had got through to the world controller's office in whiteall at 10:38 he was speaking to his Forge ship's fourth personal secretary at 10:44 he was repeating his story to the first Secret secretary and at 10:47 and A2 it was the Deep resonant voice of Mustafa m himself that sounded in his ears i i i i ventured to think stammered Bernard that your fordship might find the matter of sufficient scientific interest yes I do find it of sufficient scientific interest said the deep voice bring these two individuals back to London with you your for chip is aware that I shall need a special permit the necessary orders said Mustafa are being sent to the warden of the reservation at the moment you will proceed at once to the warden's office good morning Mr Marx there was silence Bernard hung up the receip and hurried up to the roof warden's office he said to the gamar green octoroon at 1054 Bernard was shaking hands with the warden delighted Mr Marx delighted his boom was differential we have just received special orders I know said Bernard interrupting him I was talking to his fordship on the phone a moment ago his bored tone implied that he was in the habit of talking to his fordship every day of the week he dropped into a chair if you'll kindly take all the necessary steps as soon as possible as soon as possible he emphatically repeated he was thoroughly enjoying himself at 11:3 he had all the necessary papers in his pocket so long he said patronizingly to the warden who had accompanied him as far as the lift gates so long he walked across to the hotel had a bath a virovac massage and an electrolytic shave listened in to the morning's news looked in for half an hour on the televisor ate a leisured luncheon and at halfast 2 flew back with the octar room to Mal paace the young man stood outside the rest house Bernard he called Bernard there was no answer noisess on his deer skinn moccasins he ran up the steps and tried the door the door was locked they were gone gone it was the most terrible thing that had ever happened to him she had asked him to come and see them and now they were gone he sat down on the steps and cried half an hour later it occurred to him to look through the window the first thing he saw was a green suitcase with the initials LC painted on the lid Joy flared up like fire within him he picked up a stone the smashed glass tinkled on the floor a moment later he was inside the room he opened the green suitcase and all at once he was breathing lenina's perfume filling his lungs with her essential being his heart beat wildly for a moment he was almost faint then bending over the precious box he touched he lifted into the light he examined the zippers on lenina's spare pair of viscous velvetine shorts were at first a puzzle then solved a delight zip and then Zip Zip and then zip he was enchanted her green slippers were the most beautiful things he had ever seen he unfolded a pair of Zippy chamic blushed put them hastily away again but kissed a perfumed acetate handkerchief and wound a scarf around his neck opening a box he spilled a cloud of scented powder his hands were flowery with the stuff he wiped them on his chest on his shoulders on his bare arms Delicious Perfume he shut his eyes he rubbed his cheek against his own powdered arm Touch of smooth skin against his face scent in his nostrils of musky dust her real presence lenina he whispered lenina a noise made him start made him guiltily turn he crammed up his thievery into the suitcase and shut the lid then listened again looked not a sign of life not a sound and yet he had certainly heard something something like a sigh something like the creek of a board he tiptoed to the door and cautiously opening it found himself looking onto a broad landing on the opposite side of the landing was another door a jar he stepped out pushed peeped there on a low bed the sheet flung back dressed in a pair of pink onepiece Zippy jamas lay lenina fast asleep and so beautiful in the midst of her curls so touchingly childish with her pink toes and her grave sleeping face so trustful in the helplessness of her limp hands and melted limbs that the tears came to his eyes with an Infinity of quite unnecessary precautions for nothing short of a pistol shot could have called lenina back from her Soma holiday before the appointed time he entered the room he knelt on the floor beside the bed he gazed he clasped his hands his lips moved her eyes he murmured her eyes her hair her cheek her gate her voice handlist in thy discourse oh that her hand in whose comparison all whites are ink writing their own reproach to whose soft seizure the signets down is Harsh a fly buzzed around her he waved it away flies he remembered on the white Wonder of dear Juliet's hand May seize and steal Immortal blessings from her lips who even in pure and vestle modesty still blush as thinking their own kisses Sin very slowly with the hesitating gesture of one who reaches forward to stroke a shy and possibly rather dangerous bird he put out his hand it hung there trembling within an inch of those limp fingers on the verge of contact did he dare dare to profane with his unworthiest hand that no he didn't the bird was too dangerous his hand dropped back how beautiful she was how beautiful then suddenly he found himself reflecting that he had only to take hold of the Zipper at her neck and give one long strong pull he shut his eyes he shook his head with the gesture of a dog shaking its ears as it emerges from the water detestable thought he was ashamed of himself pure and vestle modesty there was a humming in the air another fly trying to steal Immortal blessings a wasp he looked saw nothing the humming grew louder and louder localized itself as being outside the shuted windows the plane in a panic he scrambled to his feet and ran into the other room vult ed through the open window and hurrying along the path between the taller GES was in time to receive burned marks as he climbed out of [Music] [Music] 10 the hands of all the 4,000 electric clocks in all the Bloomsbury Center's 4,000 rooms marked 27 minutes past two these Hive of Industry as the Director was fond of calling it was in the full Buzz of work everyone was busy everything in ordered motion under the microscopes their long tails furiously lashing spermatazoa were burrowing head first into eggs and fertilized the eggs were expanding dividing or if banov ified budding and breaking up into whole populations of separate embryos from the social predestination room room the escalators went rumbling down into the basement and there in the Crimson Darkness swingly warm on their cushion of peritoneum and gorged with blood surrogate and hormones the fetuses grew and grew or poisoned languished into a stunted Epsilon Hood with a faint hum and rattle the moving racks crawled imperceptibly through the weeks and the recapitulated eons to where in the decanting room the newly unbottled babes uttered their first yell of Horror and amazement the dynamos purred in the sub basement the lifts rushed up and down on all the 11 floors of nurseries it was feeding time from 1, 18800 bottles 18800 carefully labeled infants were simultaneously sucking down their pint of pasteurized external secretion above them in 10 successive layers of dormatory the little boys and girls who were still young enough to need an afternoon nap were as busy as everyone else though they did not know it listening unconsciously to hypnopedia lessons in hygiene and sociability in class Consciousness and the toddlers love life above these again were the playrooms where the weather having turned to rain 900 older children were amusing themselves with bricks and Clay modeling hunt the zipper and erotic play buzz buzz The Hive was humming busily joyfully blly was the singing of the young girls over their test tubes the predestin nators whistled as they worked and in the decanting room what glorious jokes were cracked above the empty bottles but the director's face as he entered the fertilizing room with Henry Foster was grave wooden with severity a public example he was saying in this room because it contains more High cased workers than any other in the center I have told him to meet me here at halfast 2 he does his work very well put in Henry with hypocritical generosity I know but that's all the more reason for sity his intellectual Eminence carries with it corresponding moral responsibilities the greater a man's talents the greater his power to lead astray it is better that one should suffer than that many should be corrupted consider the matter dispassionately Mr Foster and you will see that no offense is so heinous as unorthodoxy of behavior murder kills only one individual and after all what is an individual with a sweeping gesture he indicated the rows of microscopes the test tubes the incubators we can make a new one with the greatest ease as many as we like unorthodoxy threatens more than the life of a mere individual it strikes at Society itself yes at Society itself he repeated ah but here he comes Bernard had entered the room and was advancing between the rows of fertilizers towards them a veneer of juny self-confidence thinly concealed his nervousness the voice in which he said good morning director was absurdly too loud that in which correcting his mistake he said you asked me to come and speak to you here ridiculously soft a squeak yes Mr Marx said the director portentious I did ask you to come to me here you returned from your holiday last night I understand yes Bernard answered yes repeated the director lingering a serpent on the ass then suddenly raising his voice ladies and gentlemen he trumpeted ladies and gentlemen the singing of the girls over the test tubes the preoccupied whistling of the microscopists suddenly ceased there was a profound s silence everyone looked around ladies and gentlemen the director repeated once more excuse me for thus interrupting your labors a painful Duty constrains me the security and stability of society are in danger yes in danger ladies and gentlemen this man he pointed accusingly at Bernard this man who stands before you here this Alpha plus to whom so much has been given and from whom in consequence so much must be expected this colleague of yours or should I anticipate and say this EXC colleague has grossly betrayed the trust imposed in him by his heretical views on Sport and Som by the scandalous unorthodoxy of his sex life by his refusal to obey the teachings of our Ford and behave out of office hours even as a little infant here the director made the sign of the T he has proved himself an enemy of society a subverter ladies and gentlemen of all order and stability a conspirator against civilization itself for this reason I propose to dismiss him to dismiss him with ignominy from the post he has held in this Center I propose forth with to apply for his transference to a subcenter of the lowest order and that his punishment may serve the best interest of society as far as possible removed from any important center of population in Iceland he will have small opportunity to lead others astray by his unfly example the director paused then folding his arms he turned impressively to Bernard Marx he said can you show any reason why I should not now execute the Judgment passed upon you yes I can Bernard answered in a very loud voice somewhat taken aack but still majestically then show it said the director certainly uh but it's in the passage one moment Bernard hurried to the door and throw it open come in he commanded and the reason came in and showed itself there was a gasp a murmur of astonishment and horror a young girl screamed standing on a chair to get a better view someone upset two test tubes full of spermatozoa bloated sagging and among those firm youthful bodies those undistorted faces a strange and terrifying monster of middle agedness Linda arrived into the room coquettishly smiling her broken and discolored smile and rolling as she walked with what was meant to be a voluptuous undulation her enormous haunches Bernard walked beside her there he is he said pointing at the director do you think I don't recognize him Linda asked indignantly then turning to the director of course I knew you Tomkin I should have known you anywhere among a thousand but perhaps you've forgotten me don't you remember don't you remember Tomkin you're Linda she stood looking at him her head on one side still smiling but with a smile that became progressively in the face of the director's expression of petrified disgust less and less self-confident that wavered and finally went out don't you remember tomakin she repeated in a voice that trembled her eyes were anxious agonized the blotched and sagging face Twisted grotesquely into the Grimace of extreme grief Tomy kin she held out her arms someone began to titter what's the meaning began the director of this monstrous Tomy kin she ran forward her blanket trailing behind her threw her arms round his neck hid her face on his chest a howl of laughter went up irrepressibly this monstrous practical joke the director shouted red in the face he tried to dis engage himself from her Embrace desperately she clung but I'm Linda I'm Linda the laughter drowned her voice you made me have a baby she screamed above the Uproar there was a sudden and appalling hush eyes floated uncomfortably not knowing where to look the director went suddenly pale stopped struggling and stood his hands on her wrists staring down at her horrified yes yes a baby and I was its mother she flung The obscenity like a challenge into the outraged silence then suddenly breaking away from him ashamed ashamed covered her face with her hands sobbing it wasn't my fault tomakin because I always did my drill didn't I didn't I always I don't know how if you knew how awful tomakin but he was a comfort to me all the same turning towards the door John she called John he came in at once paused for a moment just inside the door looked round then soft on his moccasined feet stroe quickly across the room fell on his knees in front of the director and said in a clear voice my father the word for father was not so much obscene as with its connotation of something at one remove from the loathsomeness and moral obliquity of childbearing merely gross a scatological rather than a graphic impropriety the comically smutty word relieved what had become a quite intolerable tension laughter broke out enormous almost hysterical peel after peel as though it would never stop my father and it was the director my father oh Ford oh Ford that was really too good the whooping and the Roaring renewed themselves faces seemed on the point of disintegration tears were streaming six more test CHS of spermatozoa were upset my father pale wide eyed the director glared about him in an Agony of bewildered humiliation my father the laughter which had shown signs of dying away broke out again more loudly than ever he put his hands over his ears and rushed out of the [Music] room e [Music] 11 after the scene in the fertilizing room all uppercase London was wild to see this delicious creature who had fallen on his knees before the director of hatcheries and conditioning or rather the ex director for the poor man had resigned immediately afterwards and never set his foot inside the center again had flopped down and called him the joke was almost too good to be true my father Linda on the contrary cut no ice nobody had the smallest desire to see Linda to say one was a mother that was past a joke it was an obscenity moreover she wasn't a real Savage had been hatched out of a bottle and conditioned like anyone else so couldn't have any really quaint ideas finally and this was by far the strongest reason for people's not wanting to see Paul Linda there was her appearance fat having lost her youth with bad teeth and a blotched complexion and that figure B you simply couldn't look at her without feeling sick yes positively sick so the best people were quite determined not to see Linda and Linda for her part had no desire to see them the return to civilization was for her the return to S was the possibility of lying in bed and taking holiday after holiday without ever having to come back to a headache or a fit of vomiting without ever being made to feel as you always felt after peal as though you'd done something so shamefully antisocial that you could never hold up your head again s played none of these unpleasant tricks the holiday it gave was perfect and if the morning after was disagreeable it was so not intrinsically but only by comparison with the joys of the holiday the remedy was to make the holiday continuous greedily she clamed for ever larger ever more frequent doses Dr Shaw at first demur then let her have what she wanted she took as much as 20 g a day which she finish her off in a month or two the doctor convited to Bernard one day the respiratory Center will be paralyzed no more breathing finished and a good thing too if we could rejuvenate of course it would be different but we can't surprisingly as everyone thought foron Som holiday Linda was most conveniently out of the way John raised objections but aren't you shortening her life by giving her so much uh in one sense yes Dr Shaw admitted but in another we're actually lengthening it the young man stared uncomprehending s makes you lose a few years in time the doctor went on but think of the enormous measurable durations it can give you out of time every s holiday is a bit of what our ancestors used to call eternity John began to understand eternity was in our lips and eyes he mured eh nothing of course Dr Shaw went on you can't allow people to go popping off into aternity if they've got any serious work to do but as she hasn't got any serious work all the same johon persisted I don't believe it's right the doctor Shrugged his shoulders well of course if you prefer to have her screaming mad all the time in the end JN was forced to give in Linda got her Su then forward she remained in her little room on the 37th floor of Bernard's apartment house in bed with the radio and television always on and the pachuli tap just dripping and the s tablets Within Reach of her hand there she remained and yet wasn't there at all was all the time away infinitely far away on holiday on holiday in some other world where the music of the radio was a Labyrinth of sonorous colors a sliding palpitating Labyrinth that led by what beautifully inevitable windings to a bright Center of absolute conviction where the dancing images of the television box where the performers in some indescribably delicious all singing fely where the dripping pachuli was more than scent was the sun was a million saxophones was Pope making love only much more so incomparably more and Without End no we can't rejuvenate but I'm very glad Dr Shaw had concluded to have had this opportunity to see an example of senility in a human being thank you so much for calling me in he shook burnard warmly by the hand it was John then they were all after and as it was only through Bernard his accredited Guardian that John could be seen Bernard now found himself for the first time in his life treated not merely normally but as a person of outstanding importance there was no more talk of the alcohol in his blood surrogate no jibes at his personal appearance Henry Foster went out of his way to be friendly Bonito Hoover made him a present of six packets of sex hormone chewing gum the assistant predestinate came out and cadged almost object for an invitation to one of Bernard's evening parties as for the women Bernard had only to hint at the possibility of an invitation and he could have whichever of them he liked Bernard's asked me to meet the Savage next Wednesday Fanny announced triumphantly I'm so glad said and now you must admit that you were wrong about Bernard don't you think he's really rather sweet Fanny nodded and I must say she said I was quite agreeably surprised the chief potler the director of predestination three Deputy assistant fertilizer generals the professor of Fes in the College of emotional engineering the dean of the Westminster Community singery the supervisor of booken off skif fication the list of Bernard's notables was in interminable and I had six girls last week he confided to helm Holz Watson one on Monday two on Tuesday two more on Friday and one on Saturday and if I'd had the time or the inclination there were at least a dozen more who were only too anxious Helm Holtz listened to his boastings in a silence so gloomily disapproving that Bernard was offended you're envious he said helal shook his head I'm rather sad that's all he answered Bernard went off in a huff never he told himself never would he speak to helm holds again the days passed success went fizzily to burnard's head and in the process completely reconciled him as any good intoxicant should do to a world which up until then he had found very unsatisfactory in so far as it recognized him as important the order of things was good but reconciled by his success he yet refused to foro the privilege of criticizing this order for the act of criticizing heightened his sense of importance made him feel larger moreover he did genuinely believ that there were things to criticize at the same time he generally liked being a success and having all the girls he wanted before those who now for the sake of the Savage paid their Court to him Bernard would parade a carping unorthodoxy he was politely listened to but behind his back people shook their heads that young man will come to a bad end they said prophesying the more confidently in that they themselves would in due course personally see to it that the end was bad you won't find another Savage to help him out a second time they said meanwhile however there was the first Savage they were polite and because they were polite Bernard felt positively gigantic gigantic and at the same time light with Elation lighter than air lighter than air said Bernard pointing upwards like a pearl in the Sky High high above them the weather Department's captive balloon sha rosily in the sunshine the said Savage so ran Bernard's instructions to be shown civilized life in all its aspects he was being shown a bird's eye view of it at present a bird's eye view from the platform of the charring tea Tower the station master and the resident meteorologist were acting as guides but it was Bernard who did most of the talking intoxicated he was behaving as though at the very least he were a visiting World controller lighter than air the Bombay green rocket dropped out of the sky the passengers Al lighted eight identical dravidian twins in khaki looked out of the eight Port holes of the cabin the stewards 1250 km an hour said the station Master impressively what do you think of that Mr Savage John thought it was very nice still he said Ariel could put a girdle round the Earth in 40 minutes The Savage wrote Bernard in his report to Mustafa Mond shows surprisingly little astonishment at or or of civilized inventions this is partly due no doubt to the fact that he has heard them talked about by the woman Linda his M Dash Mustafa m frowned does the fool think I'm too squeamish to see the words written out at full length partly on his Interest being focused on what he calls the soul which he persists in regarding as an entity independent of the physical environment whereas as I tried to point out to him the controller skipped to the next sentences and was just about to turn the page in search of something more interestingly concrete when his eye was caught by a series of quite extraordinary phrases though I must admit he read that I agree with the Savage in finding civilized infantility too easy or as he puts it not expensive enough and I would like to take this opportunity of drawing your for Chip's attention to mustafam Mon's anger gave Place almost at once to mirth the idea of this creature solemnly leering him him about the social order was really too grotesque the man must have gone mad I ought to give him a lesson he said to himself then threw back his head and laughed aloud for the moment at any rate the lesson would not be given it was a small Factory of lighting sets for helicopters a branch of the electrical Equipment Corporation they were met on the roof itself for that circular letter of recommendation from the controller was magical in its effects by the chief technician and the human element manager they walked downstairs into the factory each process explained the human element manager is carried out so far as possible by a single banovski group and in effect 83 almost noseless black bicephalic Deltas were cold pressing the 564 spindle chucking and turning machines were being manipulated by 56 aqualine and ginger Gamers 107 heat conditioned Epsilon senes were working in The Foundry 32 Delta females long-headed Sandy with narrow pelvises and all within 20 mm of 1 M 69 cm tall were cutting screws in the assembling room the dynamos were being put together by two sets of gamma plus dwarves the two low worktables faced one another between them crawled the conveyor with its load of separate parts 47 blonde heads were confronted by 47 brown ones 47 snubs by 47 hooks 47 receding by 47 prnus chins the completed mechanisms were inspected by 18 identical curly Orban girls in gamma green packed in crates by 34 short-legged left-handed male Delta minuses and loaded into the waiting trucks and lorries by 63 blue-eyed flaxen and freckled Epsilon semi morons oh Brave New World by some malice of his memory The Savage found himself repeating Miranda's words oh Brave New World that has such people in it and I sure you the human element manager concluded as they left the factory we hardly ever have any trouble with our workers we always find but the Savage had suddenly broken away from his companions and was violently wretching behind a clump of laurels as though the solid earth had been a helicopter in an air pocket The Savage wrote Bernard refuses to take s and seems much distressed because of the woman Linda his m Dash remains permanently on holiday it is worthy of note that in spite of his M Dash's senility and the extreme repulsiveness of her appearance The Savage frequently goes to see her and appears to be much attached to her an interesting example of the way in which early conditioning can be made to modify and even run counter to Natural impulses in this case the impulse to recoil from an unpleasant object at Eaton they all lighted on the roof of Upper School on the opposite side of schoolyard the 52 stories of lupton's tower gleamed white in the sunshine College on their left and on their right the school Community singery reared their venerable piles of FOH concrete and vter glass in the center of the quadreal stood the quaint old Chrome steel statue of our Ford Dr Gaffney the Provost and Miss Keat the head mistress received them as they stepped out of the plane oh no the Provost answered Eaton is reserved exclusively for uppercased boys and girls one egg one adult it makes education more difficult of course but as they'll be called upon to take responsibilities and deal with unexpected emergencies it can't be helped he SED Bernard meanwhile had taken a strong fancy to miss Keat if you're free any Monday Wednesday or Friday evening he was saying jerking his his thumb towards the Savage he's curious you know burnard added quaint Miss Keat smiled and her smile was really Charming he thought said Thank you would be delighted to come to one of his parties the Provost opened a door 5 minutes in that Alpha double plus classroom left Jon a trifle bewildered what is Elementary relativity he whispered to Bernard Bernard tried to explain then thought better of it and suggested that they should go to some other classroom from behind a door in the corridor leading to the beta minus geography room a ringing soprano voice called 1 2 3 4 and then with a weary impatience as you were malthusian drill explained the head mistress most of our girls are free Martin of course I'm a free Martin myself she smiled at Bernard but we have about 800 unsterilized ones who need constant Drilling in the beta minus geography room John learned that a Savage reservation is a place which owing to unfavorable climatic or geological conditions or Poverty of Natural Resources has not been worth the expense of civilizing a click the room was darkened and suddenly on the screen above the Master's head there were the penitentes of a coma prostrating themselves before our lady and wailing as John had heard them wail confessing their sins before Jesus on the cross before the eagle image of pu Kong the young etonians fairly shouted with laughter still wailing the penitentes rose to their feet stripped off their upper garments and with knotted whips began to beat themselves blow after blow redoubled the laughter drowned even the Amplified recording of their groan but why do they laugh asked the Savage in a pained bewilderment why the provos turned towards him a still broadly grinning face why because it's so extraordinarily funny in the cinematographic Twilight burnard risked a gesture which in the past even in total darkness would hardly have emboldened him to make strong in his new importance he put his arm around the head mistress's waist it yielded willowy he was just about to snatch a kiss or two and perhaps a gentle pinch when the shutters clicked open again perhaps we had better go on said Miss Keat and moved towards the door and this said the Provost a moment later is the hypnopic control room hundreds of synthetic music boxes one for each dormatory stood ranged in shelves round three sides of the room pigeon H hold on the fourth were the paper sound track rolls on which the various hypnopic lessons were printed you slip the roll in here explained Bernard interrupting Dr Gaffney press down this switch no that one corrected the proost annoyed that one then the roll unwinds the selenium cells transformed the light impulses into sound waves and and there you are ah Dr Gaffney concluded do they read Shakespeare asked the Savage as they walked on their way to the biochemical Laboratories past the school library certainly not said the head mistress blushing our library said Dr Gaffney contains only books of reference if our young people need distraction they can get it at the FES we don't encourage them to indulge in any solitary Amusements five busloads of boys and girls singing or in a silent embracement rolled past them over the vitrified highway just returned explained Dr Gaffney while Bernard Whispering made an appointment with the head mistress for that very evening from the slow crematorium death conditioning begins at 18 months every Tau spends two mornings a week at the hospital for the dying all the best toys are kept there and they get chocolate cream on death days they learn to take dyet is a matter of course like any other physiological process put in the head mistress professionally 8:00 at the seavoy it was all arranged on their way back to London they stopped at the television corporation's Factory at brenford do you mind waiting here a moment while I go and telephone asked Bernard The Savage waited and watched the main day shift was just going off duty crowds of lowercase workers were queued up in front of the monreal station 7 or 800 Gamma Delta and Epsilon men and women with not more than a dozen faces and States between them to each of them with his or her ticket the booking Clark pushed over a little cardboard pill box the long caterpillar of men and women moved slowly forward what's in those remembering The Merchant of Venice those caskets The Savage inquired when Bernard had rejoined him the day so ration Bernard answered rather indistinctly for he was masticating a piece of Bonito Hoover's chewing gum they get it after their work's over four half G tablets six on Saturdays he took Jon's arm affectionately and they walked back towards the helicopter lenina came singing into the changing room oh you seem very pleased with yourself said Fanny I am pleased she answered zip Bernard rang up half an hour ago Zip Zip she stepped out of her shorts he had an unexpected engagement zip asked me if I'd take the Savage to the fies this evening I must fly she hurried away towards the bathroom she's a lucky girl Fanny said to herself as she watched lenina go there was no Envy in the comment good natured Fanny was merely stating a fact l was lucky lucky in having shared with Bernard a generous portion of the Savage's immense celebrity Lucky in reflecting from her insignificant person the moment's supremely fashionable Glory had not the secretary of the young women's forian Association asked her to give a lecture about her experiences had she not been invited to the annual dinner of the apum club had she not already appeared in the feely tone news visibly audibly and tactually appeared to count L Millions all over the planet hardly less flattering had been the attentions paid her by conspicuous individuals the resident World controller's second secretary had asked her to dinner and breakfast she had spent one weekend with the Ford chief justice and another with the arch community songster of Canterbury the president of the internal and external secretions Corporation was perpetually on the phone and she had been to doville with the Deputy Governor of the bank of Europe it's wonderful of course and yet in a way she had confessed to Fanny I feel as though I were getting something on false pretenses because of course the first thing they all want to know is what it's like to make love to a Savage and I have to say I don't know she shook her head most of the men don't believe me of course but it's true I wish it weren't she added sadly and sighed he's terribly good-look don't you think so but doesn't he like you asked fenny well sometimes I think he does and sometimes I think he doesn't he always does his best to avoid me goes out of the room when I come in won't touch me won't even look at me but sometimes if I turn around suddenly I catch him staring and then well you know how men look at you when they like you yes Fanny knew I can't make it out said lenina she couldn't make it out and not only was bewildered but also rather upset because you see fenny I like him liked him more and more well now there'd be a real chance she thought as she sended herself after her bath dab dab dab a real chance her High Spirits overflowed in a song hug me till you Dr me honey kiss me till I'm in a com hug me honey snugly bunny loves as good as s the scent organ was playing a delightfully refreshing herbal capricio Rippling arpeggios of thyme and lavender of Rosemary basil Myrle Teragon a series of Daring modulations through the spice Keys into Amber grease and a slow return through Sandalwood camper Cedar and new moan hay with occasional subtle touches of Discord a whiff of kidney pudding the faintest suspicion of pig's dung back to the simple aromatics with which the piece began the final Blast Of Time died away there was a round of applause the lights went up in the synthetic Music Machine the soundtrack roll began to unwind it was a trio for hyper violin super chello and OBO surrogate that now filled the air with its agreeable ler 30 or 40 bars and then against this instrumental background a much more than human voice began to wobble now throaty now from the head now Hollow as a flute now charged with yearning harmonics it effortlessly passed from Gaspard forer's low record on the very frontiers of musical tone to a trilled bat note high above the highest sea to which in 1770 at the ducal Opera of Palmer and to the astonishment of Mozart Lucretia augari alone of all the singers in history once piercingly gave utterance sunk in their pneumatic stalls lenina and the Savage sniffed and listened it was now the turn also for eyes and skin the house lights went down fiery letters stood out solid and as though self-supported in the darkness 3 weeks in a helicopter an all super singing synthetic talking colored stereoscopic fely with synchronized scent organ accompaniment take hold of those metal SS on the arms of your chair whispered lenina otherwise you won't get any of the feely effects The Savage did as he was told those fiery letters meanwhile had disappeared there were 10 seconds of complete darkness then suddenly dazzling and incomparably more solid looking than they would have seemed in actual Flesh and Blood far more real than reality there stood their stereoscopic images locked in one another's arms of a gig gantic negro and a golden-haired young basophilic beta plus female The Savage started that sensation on his lips he lifted a hand to his mouth the titilation ceased let his hand fall back on the metal knob it began again the scent organ meanwhile breathed pure musk expiring a sound track super do cou ooh and vibrating only 32 times a second a deeper than African base made answer ah oo the stereoscopic lips came together again and once more the facial erogenous zones of 6,000 Spectators in the Alahambra tingled with almost intolerable galvanic pleasure W the plot of the film was extremely simple a few minutes after the first ooze and a a duet having been sung and a little love made on that famous be skin every hair of which the assistant predestinate was perfectly right could be separately and distinctly felt the Negro had a helicopter accident fell on his head dump what a twinge through the forehead A Chorus of ows and a went up from the audience the concussion knocked all the negro's conditioning into a cocked hat he developed for the beta blonde an exclusive and maniacal passion she protested he persisted there were struggles Pursuits an assault on arriv Ral finally a sensational kidnapping the beta blonde was ravished away into the sky and kept there hovering for 3 weeks in a wildly antisocial tetet with the black madman finally after a whole series of Adventures and much aerial acrobatics three handsome young young Alphas succeeded in rescuing her the Negro was packed off to an adult reconditioning center and the film ended happily and decorously with the beta blonde becoming the Mistress of all her three Rescuers they interrupted themselves for a moment to sing a synthetic quartet with full super orchestral accompaniment and gardinas on the scent organ then the bekin made a final appearance and amid a Blair of saxophones The Last stereoscopic Kiss faded into darkness the last electric titilation died on the lips like a dying moth that Quivers Quivers ever more feebly ever more faintly and at last is quiet quite still but for lenina the moth did not completely die even after the lights had gone up while they were shuffling slowly along with the crowd towards lifts its ghost still fluttered against her her lips still traced fine shuttering roads of anxiety and pleasure across her skin her cheeks were flushed she caught hold of the Savage's arm and pressed it limp against her side he looked down at her for a moment pale pained Desiring and ashamed of his desire he was not worthy not their eyes for a moment met what Treasures hers promised a queen's Ransom of temperament hastily he looked away disengaged his imprisoned arm he was obscurely terrified lest she should cease to be something he could feel himself Unworthy of I don't think you ought to see things like that he said making haste to transfer from lenina herself to the surrounding circumstances the blame for any past or future laps from Perfection things like what John like this horrible film horrible lenina was genuin astonished but I thought it was lovely it was base he said indignantly it was ignorable she shook her head I don't know what you mean why was he so queer why did he go out of his way to spoil things in the taxic copter he hardly even looked at her Bound by strong vows that had never been pronounced obedient to laws that had long since ceased to run he sat averted and in silence some sometimes as though a finger had plucked at some tort almost breaking string his whole body would shake with a sudden nervous start the taxic copter landed on the roof of lenina's apartment house at last she thought exultantly as she stepped out of the capab at last even though he had been so queer just now standing under a lamp she peered into her hand mirror at last yes her nose was a bit shiny she shook the loose powder from her puff while he was paying off the taxi there would just be time she rubbed at the shininess thinking he's terribly good-looking no need for him to be shy like Bernard and yet any other man would have done it long ago well now at last that fragment of her face in the little round mirror suddenly smiled at her good night said a strangled voice behind her lenina wheeled round he was standing in the doorway of the cab his eyes fixed staring had evidently been staring all this time while she was powdering her nose waiting but what for or the hesitating trying to make up his mind and all the time thinking thinking she could not imagine what extraordinary thoughts good night lenina he repeated and made a strange grimacing attempt to smile but John I thought you were I mean aren't you he shut the door and bent forward to say something to the driver the cab shut up into the air looking down through the window in the floor The Savage could see lenina's upturned face pale in the bluish light from the lamps the mouth was open she was calling her foreshortened figure rushed away from him the diminishing square of the roof seemed to be falling through the darkness 5 minutes later he was back in his room from its hiding place he took out his Mouse nibbled volume turned with religious care its stained and crumbled pages and began to read orell aell he remembered was like the hero of 3 weeks in a helicopter a black man drying her eyes lenina walked across the roof to the lift on her way down to the 27th floor she pulled out her sua bottle one gram she decided would not be enough hers had been more than a one G Affliction but if she took two grams she ran risk of not waking up in time tomorrow morning she compromised and into her CED left palm shook out three half gr tablets [Music] [Music] 12 burnard had to shout through the locked door The Savage would not open but everyone's there waiting for you let them wait came the muffled Voice through the door but you know quite well John how difficult it is to sound persuasive at the top of one's voice I asked them on purpose to meet you you ought to have asked me first whether I wanted to meet them but you always came before John that's precisely why I don't want to come now just to please me Bernard bellowing weeded won't you come to please me no do you seriously mean it yes despairingly but what shall I do burnard wailed go to hell bowled the exasperated voice from within but the arch community songster of canterburry is there tonight Bernard was almost in tears iqua it was only in zouri that the Savage could adequately Express what he felt about the AR Community sster honey he added as an afterthought and then with what derisive ferocity son and he spat on the ground as Pope might have done in the end Bernard had to slink back diminished to his rooms and informed the impatient assembly that the Savage would not be appearing that evening the news was received with indignation the men were furious at having been tricked into behaving politely to this insignificant fellow with the unsavory reputation and the heretical opinions the higher their position in the hierarchy the deeper their resentment to play such a joke on me the arch sster kept repeating on me as for the women they indignantly felt that they had been had on false pretences had by a wretched little man who had alcohol poured into his bottle by mistake by a creature with a gamma minus physique it was an outrage and they said so more and more loudly the head Mistress of Eaton was particularly scathing lenina alone said nothing pale her blue eyes clouded with an unwanted Melancholy she sat in a corner cut off from those who surrounded her by an emotion which they did not share she had come to the party filled with a strange feeling of anxious exultation in a few minutes she had said to herself as she entered the room I shall be seeing him talking to him telling him for she had come with her mind made up that I like him more than anybody I've ever known and then perhaps he'll say uh what would he say the blood had rushed to her cheeks why was he so strange the other night after the feles so queer and yet I'm absolutely sure he really does rather like me I'm sure it was at this moment that Bernard had made his announcement The Savage wasn't coming to the party lenina suddenly felt all the sensations normally experienced at the beginning of a violent passion surrogate treatment a sense of dreadful emptiness a breathless apprehension a nausea her heart seemed to stop beating perhaps it's because he doesn't like me she said to herself and at once this possibility became an a Lish certainty Jon had refused to come because he didn't like her he didn't like her it really is a bit too thick the head Mistress of Eden was saying to the director of crematoria and phosphorus Reclamation when I think that I actually yes came the voice of fenny crown it's absolutely true about the alcohol someone I knew knew someone who was working in the embryo store at the time she said to my friend and my friend said to me too bad too bad said Henry Foster sympathizing with the arch Community sster it may interest you to know that our director was on the point of transferring him to Iceland pierced by every word that was spoken the tight balloon of Bernard's happy self-confidence was leaking from a thousand wounds pale distraught abject and agitated he moved among his guests stammering incoherent apologies assur assuring them that next time the Savage would certainly be there begging them to sit down and take a carotene sandwich a slice of vitamin A Pate a glass of champagne surrogate they duy ate but ignored him drank and were either rude to his face or talk to one another about him loudly and offensively as though he had not been there R now my friends said the arch community songster of Canterbury in that beautiful ringing voice with which he had led the proceedings at Ford's Day Celebrations now my friends I think perhaps the time has come he rose put down his glass brushed from his purple viscous waste coat the crumbs of a considerable collation and walked towards the door Bernard darted forward to intercept him must you really Arch sster it's very early still I'd hoped you would yes what hadn't he hoped when lenina confidentially told him the Community songster would accept an invitation if it was sent he's really rather sweet you know and she had shown Bernard the little golden zipper fastening in the form of a tea which the arch songster had given her as a momento of the weekend she had spent at Lambeth to meet the arch community sster of Canterbury and Mr Savage Bernard had proclaimed his Triumph on every invitation card but the Savage had chosen this evening of all even evenings to lock himself up in his room to shout honey and even it was lucky that Berard didn't understand zouri son's isota what should have been the crowning moment of Bernard's whole career had turned out to be the moment of his greatest humiliation I i' I'd so much hoped he stammering repeated looking up at the great dignitary with pleading and distracted eyes my young friend said the arch community sster in a tone of loud and solemn severity there was a general silence let me give you a word of advice he wagged his finger at Bernard before it's too late a word of good advice his voice became sepal mend your ways my young friend mend your ways he made the sign of the T over him and turned away let my dear he called in another Tone come with me obediently but UNS smilingly and wholly insensible of the honor done to her without Elation lenina walked after him out of the room the other guests followed at a respectful interval the last of them slammed the door Bernard was all alone punctured utterly deflated he dropped into a chair and covering his face with his hands began to weep a few minutes later however he thought better of it and took four tablets of Soma upstairs in his room The Savage was reading Romeo and Juliet lenina and the arch Community songster stepped out onto the roof of Lambeth Palace hurry up my young friend I mean lenina called the arch sster impatiently from the lift gates lenina who had lingered for a moment to look at the Moon dropped her eyes and came hurrying across the roof to rejoin him a new theory of biology was the title of the paper which Mustafa m had just finished reading he sat for some time meditatively frowning then picked up his pen and wrote across the title page the author's mathematical treatment of the conception of purpose is Noel and highly ingenious but heretical and so far as the present social order is concerned dangerous and potentially subversive not to be published he underlined the words the author will be kept under supervision his transference to the Marine Biological Station of St Helena may become necessary a Pity he thought as he signed his name it was a masterly piece of work but once you began admitting explanations in terms of purpose well well you didn't know what the result might be it was the sort of idea that might easily decondition the more unsettled Minds amongst the higher CES make them lose their faith in happiness as The Sovereign good and take to believing instead that the goal was somewhere beyond somewhere outside the present human sphere that the purpose of life was not the maintenance of well-being but some intensification and refining of Consciousness some enlargement of knowledge which was the controller reflected quite possibly true but not in the present circumstance admissible he picked up his pen again and under the words not to be published drew a second line thicker and blacker than the first then sighed what fun it would be he thought if one didn't have to think about happiness with closed eyes his face shining with rapture John was softly declaiming to vacancy oh she doth teach the Torches to burn bright it seems she hangs upon the cheek of night like a rich Jewel in an ethiop ear Beauty too rich for use for Earth too dear the golden tea lay shining on lenina's bosom sportively the arch Community songster caught hold of it sportively he pulled pulled I think said lenina suddenly breaking the long silence I'd better take a couple of grams of Soma Bernard by this time was fast asleep and smiling at the private Paradise of his dreams smiling smiling but inexorably every 30 seconds the minute and of the electric clock above his bed jumped forward with an almost imperceptible click click click click click and it was morning Bernard was back among the miseries of space and time it was in the lowest spirits that he taxied across to his work at the conditioning Center the intoxication of success had evaporated he was soberly his old self and by contrast with the temporary balloon of these last weeks the old self seemed unprecedentedly heavier than the surrounding atmosphere to this deflated Bernard The Savage showed himself unexpectedly sympathetic you're more like what you were at mpace he said when Bernard had told him his plaintive story do you remember when we first talked together outside the little house you're like what you were then because I'm unhappy again that's why well I'd rather be unhappy than have the sort of false lying happiness you were having here I like that said Bernard bitterly when it's you who were the cause of it all refusing to come to my party and so turning them all against me he knew that what he was saying was absurd in its Injustice he admitted inwardly and at last even alowed the truth of all the Savage now said about the worthlessness of friends who could be turned upon so slight a provocation into persecuting enemies but in spite of this knowledge and these admissions in spite of the fact that his friends support and sympathy were now his only comfort Bernard continued perversely to nourish along with his quite genuine affection a secret grievance against the Savage to mediate a campaign of small revenges to be wrecked upon Him nourishing a grievance against the arch Community sster was useless there was no possibility of being revenged on the chief bodler or the assistant predestinate as a victim The Savage possessed for Bernard this enormous superiority over the others that he was accessible one of the principal functions of a friend is to suffer in a milder and symbolic form the punishments that we should like but are unable to inflict upon our enemies Bernard's other victim friend was helal when discomforted he came and asked once more for the friendship which in his Prosperity he had not thought it worth his while to preserve helmoltz gave it and gave it without a reproach without a comment as though he had forgotten that there had ever been a quarrel touched Bernard felt himself at the same time humiliated by this magnanimity a magnanimity the more extraordinary and therefore the more humiliating in that it owed nothing to S and everything to helm Halter's character it was the helmholtz of daily life wife who forgot and forgave not the helm Holts of a half gram holiday Bernard was duy grateful it was an enormous Comfort to have his friend again and also duely resentful it would be pleasure to take some revenge on Helm Holts for his generosity at their first meeting after the estrangement Bernard poured out the tale of his miseries and accepted consolation it was not till some days later that he learned to his surprise and with a twinge of shame that he was not the only one who had been in trouble Helm Holtz had also come into conflict with authority it was over some Rhymes he explained I was giving my usual course of advanced emotional engineering for third-year students 12 lectures of which the seventh is about rhymes on the use of Rhymes in moral propaganda and advertisement to be precise I always illustrate my lecture with a lot of technical examples this time I thought I'd give them one I'd just written myself pure Madness of course but I I couldn't resist he laughed I was curious to see what their reaction would be besides he added more Gravely I wanted to do a bit of propaganda I was trying to engineer them into feeling as I'd felt when I wrote the rhymes for he laugh again what an outcry there was the principal had me up and threatened to hand me the immediate sack I'm A Marked Man but what were your Rhymes Bernard asked they were about being alone Bernard's eyebrows went up I'll recite them to you if you like and hel Holts began yesterday's committee sticks but a broken Dr midnight in the city flutes in a vacuum shut lips sleeping faces every stomped machine the dumb and littered places where crowds have been all silencers Rejoice weep loudly or low speak but with the voice of whom I do not know absence say of Susans absence of aeras arms and respected bosoms lips and are posteriors slowly form a presence who's and I Ask of what so absurd an Essence that something which is not nevertheless should populate empty night more solidly than that with which we copulate why should it seem so squalid well I gave them that as an example and they reported me to the principal I'm not surprised said Bernard it's flatly against all their sleep teaching remember they've had at least a quarter of a million warnings against Solitude I know I I thought I'd like to see what the effect would be well you've seen now hols only laughed I feel he said after a silence as though I were just beginning to have something to write about as though I were beginning to be able to use that power I feel I've got inside me that extra latent power something seems to be coming to me in spite of all his troubles he seemed burnard thought profoundly happy helmholtz and the Savage took to one another at once so cordially indeed that Bernard felt a sharp Pang of jealousy in all these weeks he had never come to so close an intimacy with the Savage as helmholtz immediately achieved watching them listening to their talk he found himself sometimes resentfully wishing that he had never brought them together he was ashamed of his jealousy and ultimately made efforts of Will and took some Soma to keep himself from feeding it but the efforts were not very successful and between the Sumer holidays there were of necessity intervals the OD sentiment kept on returning at his third meeting with the Savage helmholtz recited his rhymes on Solitude what do you think of them he asked when he had done the Savage shook his head listen to this was his answer and unlocking the drawer in which he kept his Mouse eaten book he opened and read let the bird of loudest lay on the so Arabian tree Herald s sad and trumpet be helmoltz listened with a growing excitement at Soul Arabian tree he startled at thou shrieking Harbinger he smiled with sudden pleasure at every foul of tyrant Wing the blood rushed up into his cheeks but at defunctive music he turned pale and trembled with an unprecedented emotion The Savage read on property was thus appalled that the self was not the same single Nature's double name neither two nor one was called reason in itself confounded saw division grow together ory pory said Bernard interrupting the reading with a loud unpleasant laugh it's just a solidarity service him he was revenging himself on his two friends for liking one another more than they liked him in the course of their next two or three meetings he frequently repeated this little Act of Vengeance it was simple and since both helmoltz and the Savage were dreadfully pained by the shattering and defilement of a favorite poetic Crystal extremely effective in the end helmholtz threatened to kick him out of the room if he dared to interrupt again and yet strangely enough the next Interruption the most disgraceful of all came from helots himself The Savage was reading Romeo and Juliet loud reading for all the time he was seeing himself as Romeo And lenina as Juliet with an intense and quivering passion helmholtz had listened to the scene of The Lover's first meeting with a puzzled interest the scene in The Orchard had delighted him with its poetry but the sentiments expressed had made him smile getting into such a state about having a girl it seemed rather ridiculous but taken detail by verbal detail what a superb piece of emotional engineering that old fellow he said he makes our best propaganda technicians look absolutely silly The Savage smiled triumphantly and resumed his reading all went tolerably well until in the last scene of the third act Capulet and Lady Capulet began to bully Juliet to marry Paris helmoltz had been Restless throughout the entire scene but when pathetically mimed by The Savage Juliet Cried Out is there no pity sitting in the clouds that sees into the bottom of my grief oh sweet my mother cast me not away delay this marriage for a month a week or if you do not make the bridal bed in that dim Monument where tibol Lies when Juliet said this helmholtz broke out in an explosion of uncontrollable geing the mother and father grotesque obscenity forcing the daughter to have someone she didn't want and the idiotic girl not saying that she was having someone else whom for the moment at any rate she preferred in its smutty absurdity the situation was irresistibly comical he had managed with a heroic effort to hold down the mounting pressure of his hilarity but sweet mother in the Savage's tremulous tones of Anguish and his reference to tibol lying dead but evidently uncrated and wasting his phosph on a dim Monument were too much for him he laughed and laughed till the tears streamed down his face quenchless laughed while pale with a sense of outrage The Savage looked at him over the top of his book and then as the laughter still continued closed it indignantly got up and with the gesture of one who removes his Pearl from Before Swine locked it away in its drawer and yet said helmoltz when having recovered breath enough to apologize he had mollified the Savage into listening to his explanations I know quite well that one needs ridiculous mad situations like that one can't write really well about anything else why was that old fellow such a marvelous propaganda technician because he had so many insane excruciating things to get excited about you've got to be hurt and upset otherwise you can't think of the really good penetrating x-ray is phrases but mothers and fathers he shook his head you can't expect me to keep a straight face about fathers and mothers and who's going to get excited about a boy having a girl or not having her The Savage winced but helmoltz who was staring pensively at the floor saw nothing no he concluded with a sigh it won't do we need some other kind of Madness and violence but what what where can one find it he was silent then shaking his head I don't know he said at last I don't know [Music] [Music] 13 Henry Foster loomed up through the Twilight of the embryo store like to come to fely this evening lenina shook her head without speaking going out with someone else it interested him to know which of his friends was being had by which other is it Bonito he questioned she shook her head again Henry detected the weariness in those purple eyes the palor beneath the glaze of Lupus the sadness at the corners of the unsmiling Crimson mouth you're not feeling ill are you he asked a trifle anxiously Afra afraid that she might be suffering from one of the few remaining infectious diseases yet once more lenina shook her head anyhow you ought to go and see the doctor said Henry a doctor a day keeps the gym jams away he added heartily driving home is hypnopic adage with a clap on the shoulder perhaps you need a pregnancy substitute he suggested or else an extra strong VPS treatment sometimes you know the standard passion surgant isn't quite oh for fault's sake said lenina breaking her stubborn silence shut up and she turned back to her neglected embryos a VPS treatment indeed she would have laughed if she hadn't been on the point of crying as though she hadn't got enough VP of her own she sighed profoundly as she refilled her syringe John she murmured to herself John then my Ford she wondered have I given this one its sleeping sickness injection or haven't I she simply couldn't remember in the end she decided not to run the risk of letting it have a second dose and move down the line to the next bottle 22 years 8 months and 4 days from that moment a promising young Alpha minus administrator at muanza muanza was to die of trenos suasis the first case for over half a century sighing lenina went on with her work an hour ler later in the changing room Fanny was energetically protesting but it's absurd to let yourself get into a state like this simply absurd she repeated and what about a man one man but he's the one I want as though there weren't millions of other men in the world but I don't want them how can you know until you've tried I have tried but how many asked Fanny shrugging her shoulders contemptuously one two dozens but shaking her head it wasn't any good she added well you must persevere said Fanny sententiously but it was obvious that her confidence in her own prescriptions had been shaken nothing can be achieved without perseverance but meanwhile don't think of him I can't help it take s then I do well go on but in the intervals I still like him I shall always like him well if that's the case said fenny with decision why don't you just go and take him whether he wants it or no but if you knew how terribly queer he was all the more reason for taking a firm line it's all very well to say that don't stand any nonsense act Fanny's voice was a trumpet she might have been a ywf lecturer giving an evening talk to adolescent beta minuses yes act at once do it now I'd be scared said lenina well you've only got to take half a gram of Soma first and now I'm going to have my bath she marched off trailing her towel the bell rang and the Savage who was impatiently hoping that helmholtz would come that afternoon for having at last made up his mind to talk to helmholtz about lenina he could not bear to postpone his confidences a moment longer jumped up and ran to the door I had a premonition it was you helmoltz he shouted as he opened on the threshold in a white acetate satin sailor suit and with a round white cap rakishly tilted over her left ear stood lenina oh said the Savage as though someone had struck him a heavy blow half a gram had been enough to make lenina forget her fears and her embarrassments hello John she said smiling and walked past him into the room Auto ially he closed the door and followed her lenina sat down there was a long silence you don't seem very glad to see me John she said at last not glad the Savage looked at her reproachfully then suddenly fell on his knees before her taking Len's hand reverently kissing it not glad oh if only you knew he whispered and venturing to raise his eyes to her face admired lenina he went on indeed the top of admiration worth what's dearest in the world she smiled at him with a luscious tenderness oh you so perfect she was leaning towards him with parted lips so perfect and so Peerless are created nearer and nearer of every creature's best still nearer The Savage suddenly scrambled to his feet that's why he said speaking with averted face I wanted to do something first I mean to show that I was worthy of you not that I could ever really be that but at any rate to show I wasn't absolutely unworthy I wanted to do something why should you think it necessary lenina began but left the sentence unfinished there was a note of irritation in her voice when one has lent forward nearer and nearer with parted lips only to find oneself quite suddenly as a clumsy o scrambles to his feet leaning towards nothing at all well there is a reason even with half a gram of Soma circulating in one's bloodstream a genuine reason for annoyance at mpace the Savage was incoherently mumbling you had to bring her the skin of a mountain lion I mean when you wanted to marry someone or else a wolf there aren't any lions in England lenina almost snapped and even if there were the Savage added with sudden contemptuous resentment people kill them out of hell helicopters I suppose with poison gas or something I would not do that lenina he squared his shoulders he ventured to look at her and was met with a stare of annoyed incomprehension confused I'll do anything he went on more and more incoherently anything you tell me there be some sports are painful you know but their labor Delights in them sets off that's what I feel I mean I'd sweep the floor if you wanted but we've got vacuum cleaners here said lenir in bewilderment it isn't necessary no of course it isn't necessary but some kinds of Bas are nobly undergone I'd like to undergo something nobly don't you see but if there are vacuum cleaners that's not the point and Epsilon semi morons to work them she went on well really why why but for you for you just to show that I and what on Earth vacuum cleaners have got to do with lions to show how much or lions with being glad to see me she was getting more and more exasperated how much I love you lenina he brought out almost desperately an emblem of the inner tide of startled Elation the blood rushed up into lenina's cheeks do you mean it John but I hadn't meant to say so cried the Savage clasping his hands in a kind of agony not until listen lenina in mpace people get married get what the irritation had begun to creep back into her voice what was he talking about now for always they make a promise to live together for always what a horrible idea lenina was genuinely shocked outliving Beauties outward with a mind that doth renew swifter than blood decays what it's like that in Shakespeare too if thou Dost break her virgin not before all sanctimonious ceremonies May with full and holy right for for's sake John talk sense I can't understand a word you say first it's vacuum cleaners then it's knots you're driving me crazy she jumped up and as though afraid that he might run away from her physically as well as with his mind caught him by the wrist answer me this question do you really like me or don't you there was a moment's silence then in a very low voice I love you more than anything in the world he said why on Earth didn't you say so she cried and so intense was her exasperation that she drove her sharp nails into the skin of his wrist instead of drieling away about knots and vacuum cleaners and lions and making me miserable for weeks and weeks she released his hand and flung it angrily away from her if I didn't like you so much she said I'd be furious with you and suddenly her arms were round his neck he felt her soft lips against his own so deliciously soft so warm and electric that inevitably he found himself thinking of the Embraces in 3 weeks in a helicopter ooh ooh the stereoscopic blonde and uh the more than real blackamore horror horror horror he tried to disengage himself but lenina tightened her Embrace why didn't you say so she whispered drawing back her face to look at him her eyes were tenderly reproachful the murkiest den the most opportune place the voice of conscience thundered poetically the strongest suggestion our worse a genius can shall never melt mine honor into lust never never he resolved you silly boy she was saying I wanted you so much and if you wanted me too why didn't you but lenina he began protesting and as she immediately untwined her arms as she stepped away from him he thought for a moment that she had taken his unspoken hint but when she unbuckled her white painted cartridge belt and hung it carefully over the back of a chair he began to suspect that he had been been mistaken lenina he repeated apprehensively she put her hand to her neck and gave a long vertical pull her white sailor's plouse was ripped to the Hem suspicion condensed in a two two solid certainty lenina what are you doing Zip Zip her answer was wordless she stepped out of her bellbottom trousers her Zippy camex were a pale sh pink the arch Community sster golden tea dangled at her breast for those milk PS that through the window bars bore at men's eyes the singing thundering magical words made her seem doubly dangerous doubly alluring soft soft but how piercing boring and drilling into reason tunneling through resolution the strongest o that straw to the fire and the blood be more absenti or else zip the rounded pinkness fell apart like a neatly divided Apple a wriggle of the arms a lifting first of the right foot then the left the Zippy CICS were lying lifeless and as though deflated on the floor still wearing her shoes and socks and her rakishly tilted round white cap she Advanced towards him darling darling if only you'd said so before she held out her arms but instead of also saying darling and holding out his arms The Savage retreated in Terror flapping his hands at her as though he were trying to scare away some intruding and dangerous animal four backward steps and he was brought to Bay against the wall sweet said lenina and laying her hands on his shoulders pressed herself against him put your arms around me she commanded hug me too you drug me honey she too had poetry at her command knew words that sang and were spells and beat drums kiss me she closed her eyes and let her voice sink to a sleepy murmur kiss me till I'm in a coma hug me honey snugly The Savage caught her by the wrists tore her hands from his shoulders thrust her roughly away at arms length ow you're hurting me you oh she was suddenly silent Terror had made her forget the pain opening her eyes she had seen his face no not his face a ferocious strangers pale distorted twitching with some insane inexplicable Fury a ghast but what is it John she whispered he did not answer but only stared into her face with those mad eyes the hands that H her the wrists were trembling he breathed deeply and irregularly faint almost to imperceptibility but appalling she suddenly heard the nashing of his teeth what is it she almost screamed and as though awakened by her cry he caught her by the shoulders and shook her impudent trumpet oh don't don't she protested in a voice made grotesquely tremulous by his is shaking [ __ ] please damned [ __ ] a Graham is better she began the Savage pushed her away with such force that she staggered and fell go he shouted standing over her menacingly get out of my sight or I'll kill you he clenched his fists lenina raised her arm to cover her face no please don't John hurry up quick one arm still raised and following his every movement with a terrified eye she scrambled to her feet and still crouching still covering her head made a dash for the bathroom the noise of the prodigious slap by which her departure was accelerated was like a pistol shot ow lenina bounded forward safely locked into the bathroom she had Leisure to take stock of her injuries standing with her back to the mirror she Twisted her head looking look over her left shoulder she could see the imprint of an open hand standing out distinct and Crimson on the Pearly flesh gingerly she rubbed the wounded spot outside in the other room The Savage was striding up and down marching marching to the drums and music of magical words the ren goes to it and the small gilded fly doth lecher in my sight maddeningly they rumbled in his ears the fitu nor the soiled horse goes to it with more riotous appetite down from the waist they are centors the women all above but to the girdle to the gods inherit beneath is all the fiends there's hell there's Darkness there is the sulfurous pit burning scolding stench consumption f f f f pain pain give me an ounce of civet good Apothecary to sweeten my imagination John John ventured a small ingratiating voice from the bathroom John oh thou weed who art so lovely fair and smells so sweet that the sense aches at thee was this most goodly book made to write [ __ ] upon Heaven stops the nose at it but her perfume still hung about him his jacket was white with the powder that had scented her velvety body impudent trumpet impudent trumpet impudent trumpet the inexorable rhythm beat itself out impudent John do you think I might have my clothes he picked up the bell bottom trousers the blouse the Zippy camix open he ordered kicking the door no I won't the voice was frightful and defiant well how do you expect me to give them to you push them through the ventilator over the door he did what she suggested and returned to his un easy pacing of the room impudent strumpet impudent strumpet the devil luxury with his fat rump and potato finger John he would not answer fat rump and potato finger John what is it he asked gruffly I wonder if you'd mind giving me my malthusian belt lenina sat listening to the Footsteps in the other room wondering as she listened how long he was likely to go tramping up and down like that whether she would have to wait until he left the flat or if it would be safe after allowing his Madness a reasonable time to subside to open the bathroom door and make a dash for it she was interrupted in the midst of these uneasy speculations by the sound of the telephone bell ringing in the other room abruptly the tramping ceased she heard the voice of the Savage parlaying with silence hello yes if I do not assert myself I am yes didn't you hear me say so Mr Savage speaking what who's ill of course it interest me but is it serious is she really bad I'll go at once not in her rooms anymore where has she been taken oh my God what's the address three Park Lane is that it three thanks lenina heard the click of the replace receiver then hurrying steps a door slammed there was silence was he really gone with an Infinity of precautions she opened the door a quarter of an inch peeped through the crack was encouraged by the view of emptiness opened a little further and put her whole head out finally tiptoed into the room stood for a few seconds with strongly beating heart listening listening then darted to the front door opened slipped through slammed ran it was not till she was in the lift and actually dropping down the well that she began to feel herself secure [Music] [Music] 14 the Park Lane hospital for the dying was a 60-story tower of Primrose tiles as the Savage stepped out of his taxic copter a convoy of gay colored aerial hearses Rose weing from the roof and darted away across the park westwards Bound for the slow crematorium at the lift gates the presiding Porter gave him the information he required and he dropped down to Ward 81 a galloping cility Ward the porter explained on the 17th floor it was a large room bright with sunshine and yellow paint and containing 20 beds all occupied Linda was dying in company in company and with all the modern conveniences the air was continuously alive with gay synthetic Melodies at the foot of every bed confronting its moraband occupant was a television box television was left on a running tap from morning till night every quarter of an hour the prevailing perfume of the room was automatically changed we try explained the nurse who had taken charge of the Savage at the door we try to create a thoroughly Pleasant atmosphere here something between a first class hotel and a fearly palace if you take my meaning where is she asked the Savage ignoring these polite explanations the nurse was offended you are in a hurry she said is there any hope he asked you mean of her not dying he nodded no of course there isn't when somebody's sent here there's no startled by the expression of distress on pale face she suddenly broke off why whatever is the matter she asked she was not accustomed to this kind of thing in visitors not that there were many visitors anyhow or any reason why there should be many visitors you're not feeling ill are you he shook his head she's my mother he said in a scarcely Audible Voice the nurse glanced at him with startled horrified eyes then quickly looked away from throat to Temple she was all one hot blush take me to her said the Savage making an effort to speak in an ordinary tone still blushing she led the way down the ward faces still fresh and unwithered for cality galloped so hard that it had no time to age the cheeks only the heart and brain turned as they passed their progress was followed by the blank incurious eyes of second infancy The Savage shuddered as he looked Linda was lying in the last of the long row of beds next to the wall propped up on pillows she was watching the semi-finals of the South American Ryman surface tennis Championship which were being played in silent and diminished reproduction on the screen of the television box at the foot of the bed hither and thither across the square of illuminated glass the little figures noiselessly darted like fish in an aquarium the silent but agitated inhabitants of another world Linda looked on vaguely and uncomprehendingly smiling her pale bloated face wore an expression of imbecile happiness every now and then her eyelids closed and for a few seconds she seemed to be dozing then with a little start she would wake up again wake up to the aquarium antics of the tennis championships to the super Vox Worx Arena rendering of hug me till you drug me honey to the warm draft of verbina that came blowing through the ventilator above her head would wake to these things or rather to a dream of which these things transformed and embellished by the Soma in her blood were The Marvelous constituents and smile once more her broken and discolored smile of infantile contentment well I must go said the nurse I've got my batch of children coming besides there's number three she pointed up the ward might go off any minute now well make yourself comfortable she walked briskly away The Savage sat down beside the bed Linda he whispered taking her hand at the sound of her name she turned her vague eyes brightened with recognition she squeezed his hand she smiled her lips moved then quite suddenly her flesh fell forward she was asleep he sat watching her seeking through the tired flesh seeking and finding that young bright face which had stooped over his childhood in Mal paace remembering and he closed his eyes her voice her movements all the events of their life together strap coock G to Banbury T how beautiful her singing had been and those childish Rhymes how magically strange and mysterious A B C vitamin D the fats in the liver the cods in the sea he felt hot tears welling up behind his eyelids as he recalled the words and Linda's voice as she repeated them and then the reading lessons the tot is in the pot the cat is on the mat and the elementary instructions for beta workers in the embryo store and long evenings by the fire or in summertime on the roof of the little house where she told him those stories about the other place outside the reservation that beautiful beautiful other place whose memory as of a heaven a paradise of goodness and loveliness he still kept whole and intact undefiled by contact with the reality of this real London these actual civilized men and women a sudden noise of shrill voices made him open his eyes and after hastily brushing away the tears looked around what seemed an interminable stream of identical 8-year-old male twins was pouring into the room twin after twin twin after twin they came and nightmare their faces their repeated face for there was only one between the lot of them pugg isly stared all nostrils and pale goggling eyes their uniform was carky all their mouths hung open squealing and chattering as they entered in a moment it seemed the ward was maggoty with them they swarmed between the beds clambered over crawled under peeped into the television boxes made faces at the Patients Linda astonished and rather alarmed them a group group stood clustered at the foot of her bed staring with the frightened and stupid curiosity of animals suddenly confronted by the unknown oh look look they spoke in low scared voices whatever is the matter with her why is she so fat they had never seen a face like hers before had never seen a face that was not youthful and Tor skinned a body that had ceased to be slim and upright all these moraband sexagenarians had the appearance of childish girls at 44 Linda seemed by contrast a monster of flaccid and distorted senility isn't she awful came the whispered comments look at her teeth suddenly from under the bed a pug faac twin popped up between Jon's chair in the wall and began peering into Linda's sleeping face I say he began but the sentence ended prematurely in a squeal The Savage had seized him by the collar lifted him clear over the chair and with a Smart Box on the ears sent him howling away his yells brought the head nurse hurrying to the rescue what have you been doing to him she demanded fiercely I won't help you striking the children well then keep them away from this bed the Savage's voice was trembling with indignation what are those filthy little brats doing here at all it's disgraceful disgraceful but what do you mean they're being death conditioned and I tell you she warned him trully if I have any more of your interference with their conditioning I'll send for the porters and have you thrown out the Savage Rose to his feet and took a couple of steps towards her his movements and the expression on his face was so menacing that the nurse fell back in Terror with a great effort he checked himself and without speaking turned away and sat down again by the bed reassured but with a dignity that was a trifle shrill and uncertain I've warned you said the nurse I've warned you so mind still she led the two inquisitive twins away and made them join in the game of hunt the zipper which had been organized by one of her colleagues at the other end of the room run along now and have your cup of caffeine solution dear she said to the other nurse the exercise of authority restored her confidence made her feel better now children she called Linda had stirred uneasily had opened her eyes for a moment looked vaguely around and then once more dropped off to sleep sitting beside her The Savage tried hard to recapture the mood of a few minutes ago A B C vitamin D he repeated to himself as though the words were a spell that would restore the dead past to life but the spell was ineffective obstinately the beautiful memories refused to rise there was only a hateful resurrection of jealousies and ugliness and misery iies Pope with the blood trickling down from his cut shoulder and Linda hideously asleep and the Flies buzzing round the spilt Mescal on the floor beside the bed and the boys calling those names as she passed no no he shut his eyes he shook his head in strenuous denial of these memories A B C vitamin D he tried to think of those times when he sat on her knees and she put her arms around him and sang over and over again rocking him rocking him to sleep ABC vitam D vitamin D vitamin D the super Vox whirlings Arena had risen to a sobbing Crescendo and suddenly the verbina gave place in the scent circulating system to an intense pachuli Linda stirred woke up stared for a few seconds bewilderingly at the semi-finalists then lifting her face sniffed once or twice at the newly perfumed air and suddenly smiled a smile of childish ecstasy Poe she murmured and closed her eyes oh I do so like it I do she sighed and let herself sink back into the pillows but Linda The Savage spoke imploringly don't you know me he had tried so hard had done his very best why wouldn't she allow him to forget he squeezed her limp hand almost with violence as though he would force her to come back from this dream of ignal Pleasures from these Bas and hateful memories back into the present back into reality the appalling present the awful reality but Sublime but significant but desperately important precisely because of the Eminence of that which made them so fearful don't you know me Linda he felt the faint answering pressure of her hand the tears started into his eyes he bent over her and kissed her her lips moved Poe she whispered again and it was as though he had had a pale full of Ure thrown in his face anger suddenly boiled up in him bulked for the second time the passion of his grief had found another Outlet was transformed into a passion of agonized Rage but I'm John he shouted I'm John and in his Furious misery he actually caught her by the shoulder and shook her Linda's eyes fluttered open she saw him knew him John but situated the real face the real and violent hands in an imaginary world among the Inward and private equivalents of pulian super worlder among the transfigured memories and the strangely transposed Sensations that constituted the universe of her dream she knew him for John her son but fancied him an intruder into that paradisal malace where she had been spending her Sommer holiday with Pope he was angry because she she liked Pope he was shaking her because Pope was there in the bed as though there was something wrong as though all civilized people didn't do the same everyone belongs to every her voice suddenly died into an almost inaudible breathless croaking her mouth fell open she made a desperate effort to fill her lungs with air but it was though she had forgotten how to breathe she tried to cry out but no sound came only the terror of her staring eyes revealed what she was suffering her hand went to her throat then clawed at the air the air she could no longer breathe the air that for her had ceased to exist The Savage was on his feet bent over her what is it Linda what is it his voice was imploring it was as though he were begging to be reassured the look she gave him was charged with an unsp speakable Terror with Terror and it seemed to him reproach she tried to raise herself in bed but fell back on the pillows her face was horribly distorted her lips blew the Savage turned and ran up the ward quick quick he shouted quick standing in the center of a ring of zipper hunting twins the head nurse looked round the first moment's astonishment gave Place almost instantly to disapproval don't Shout think of the little ones she said frowning you might decondition but what are you doing he had broken through the ring be careful a child was yelling quick quick he caught her by the sleeve dragging her after him quick Something's Happened I've killed her by the time they were back at the end of the ward Linda was dead The Savage stood for a moment in Frozen silence then fell on his knees beside the bed and covering his face with his hands sobbed uncontrollably the nurse stood irresolute looking now at the kneeling figure by the bed the scandalous exhibition and now poor children at the twins who had stopped their hunting of the zipper and were staring from the other end of the ward staring with all their eyes and nostrils at the shocking scene that was being enacted round bed 20 should she speak to him try and bring him back to a sense of decency remind him of where he was of what fatal Mischief he might do to these poor Innocents undoing all their wholesome death conditioning with this disgusting outcry as though death was something terrible as though anyone mattered as much as all that it might give them the most disastrous ideas about the subject might upet them into reacting in entirely wrong and utterly antisocial ways she stepped forward and touched him on the shoulder can you behave she said in a low angry voice but looking around she saw that half a dozen Twins were already on their feet and advancing down the ward the circle was disintegrating in another moment no the risk was too great the whole group might be put back six or seven months in its conditioning she hurried back towards her menaced charges now who wants a chocolatey CLA she asked in a loud cheerful tone me yelled the entire bokanowski group in chorus bed 20 was completely forgotten oh God God God The Savage kept repeating to himself in the chaos of grief and remorse that filled his mind it was the one articulate word God he whispered it aloud God whatever is he saying said a voice very near distinct and trrill through the warblings of the super Waller The Savage violently started and uncovering his face looked around five Cary twins each with the stump of a long eair in his right hand and their identical faces variously smeared with liquid chocolate were standing in a row puggly goggling at him they met his eyes and simultaneously grinned one of them pointed with his aair butt is she dead he asked the Savage stared at them for a moment in silence then in silence he rose to his feet in silence slowly walked towards the door is she dead repeated the inquisitive twin trotting at his side The Savage looked down at him and still without speaking pushed him away the twin fell on the floor and at once began to howl The Savage did not even look [Music] around e [Music] 15 the minial staff of the Parklane hospital for the dying consisted of 162 Deltas divided into two banovski groups of 84 red-headed female and 78 dark doic male twins respectively at 6 when their working day was over the two groups assembled in the vestibule of the hospital and were served by the deputy sub Bersa with their Soma ration from the lift the Savage stepped out into the midst of them but his mind was elsewhere with death with his grief and his remorse mechanically without consciousness of what he was doing he began to shoulder his way through the crowd who are you pushing where do you think you're going high low from a multitude of separate throats only two voices squeaked or growled repeated indefinitely as though by a train of mirrors two faces one a hairless and freckled moon haloed in Orange the other a thin beaked bird mask stubbly with two days beard turned angrily towards him their words and in his ribs the sharp nudging of elbows broke through his unawareness he woke once more to external reality looked round him knew what he saw knew it with a sinking sense of horror and disgust for the recurring delirium of his Days and Nights the Nightmare of swarming indistinguishable sameness twins twins like maggots they had swarmed defiling over the mystery of Linda's death maggots again but larger full grown they now crawled across his grief and his repentance he halted and with bewildered and horrified eyes stared around him at the khy mob in the midst of which over topping it by a full head he stood how many goodly creatures are there here the singing words mocked him derisively how beautious mankind is oh Brave New World s distribution shouted a loud voice in good order please hurry up there a door had been opened a table and chair carried into the vestibule the voice was that of a juny young Alpha who had had entered carrying a black Iron cash boox a murmur of satisfaction went up from the expectant twins they forgot all about the Savage their attention was now focused on the black cash boox which the young man had placed on the table and was now in the process of unlocking the lid was lifted said all the 162 simultaneously as though they were looking at fireworks the young man took out a handful of tiny pill box now he said peremptorily step forward please one at a time and no shoving one at a time and with no shoving the twins stepped forward first two males then a female then another male then three females then two more males The Savage stood looking on oh Brave New World oh Brave New World in his mind the singing words seemed to change their tone they had mocked him through his misery and remorse mocked him with how hideous a note of cynical derision fiendishly laughing they had insisted on the low squala the nauseous ugliness of The Nightmare now suddenly they trumpeted a call to Arms oh Brave New World Miranda was proclaiming the possibility of loveliness the possibility of transforming even the nightmare into something fine and Noble oh Brave New World it was a challenge a command no shoving there now shouted the deputy sub berser in a fury he slammed down the lid of the cash boox I shall stop the distribution unless I have good behavior the Deltas muttered jostled one another a little and then were still the threat had been effective deprivation of s appalling thought that's better said the young man and reopened his cash boox Linda had been a slave Linda had died others should live in Freedom and the world be made beautiful a reparation a duty and suddenly it was luminously clear to the Savage what he must do it was as though a shutter had been opened a curtain drawn back now said the deputy subura another khy female stepped forward stop called The Savage in a loud and ringing voice stop he pushed his way to the table the Deltas stared at him with astonishment Ford said the deputy subura below his breath it's the Savage he felt scared listen I beg of you cried the Savage earnestly lend me your ears he had never spoken in public before and found it very difficult to express what he wanted to say don't take that horrible stuff it's poison it's poison I say Mr Savage said the deputy subura smiling propitiatingly would you mind letting me poison to the soul as well as the body yes but let me get on with my distribution won't you there's a good fellow with the cautious tenderness of one who Strokes a notoriously vicious animal he patted the Savage's arm just let me never cried the Savage but look here old man throw it all away that horrible poison the words throw it all away pierced through the infolding layers of incomprehension to the quick of the Delta's Consciousness an angry murmur went up from the crowd I come to bring you Freedom said the Savage turning back towards the twins I come the deputy subura heard no more he had slipped out of the vestibule and was looking up a number in the telephone book not in his own rooms burnard summed up not in mine not in yours not at the apium not at the center or the college where can he have got to helmoltz Shrugged his shoulders they had come back from their work expecting to find the Savage waiting for them that one or other of the usual meeting places and there was no sign of the fellow which was annoying as they had meant to nip across to beer in Helm hot's four seater sportcopter they'd be late for dinner if he didn't come soon we'll give him five more minutes said Helms if he doesn't turn out by then we'll the ringing of the telephone Bell interrupted him he picked up the receiver hello speaking then after a long interval of listening forward in a fliver he swore I'll come at once what is it Bernard asked a fellow I know at the Park Lane Hospital said Helm hortz The Savage is there seems to have gone mad anyhow it's urgent will you come with me together they hurried along the corridor to the ls but do you like being slaves The Savage was saying as they entered the hospital his face was flushed his eyes bright with ardor and indignation do you like being babies yes babies muing and puking he added exasperated by their bestial stupidity into throwing insults at those he had come to save the insults bounced off their carpus of thick stupidity they stared at him with a blank expression of dull and Sullen resentment in their eyes yes puking he fairly shouted grief and remorse compassion and duty all were forgotten now and as it were absorbed into an intense overpowering hatred of these less than human monsters don't you want to be free and man don't you even understand what manhood and freedom are rage was making him fluent the words came easily in a rush don't you he repeated but got no answer to his question very well then he went on grimly I'll teach you I'll make you be free whether you want to or not and pushing open a window that looked out on the inner Court of the hospital he began to throw the little pill boxes of Soma tablets in handfuls out into the area for a moment the khy mob was silent petrified at the spectacle of this W sacrilege with amazement and horror he's mad whispered Bernard staring with wide open eyes they'll kill him they'll a great shout suddenly went up from the mob a wave of movement drove it menacingly towards the Savage for help him said Bernard and averted his eyes Ford helps those who help themselves and with a laugh actually a laugh of exultation Helm Holtz Watson pushed his way through the crowd free free The Savage shouted and with one hand continued to throw the Soma into the area while with the other he punched the indistinguishable face at his asant free and suddenly there was Elm Holtz at his side good old Helm Holtz also punching Men At Last and in the interval also throwing the poison out by handfuls through the open window yes men men and there was no more poison left he picked up the cash box and showed them its black emptiness you're free howling the Deltas charged with a redoubled fury [Applause] hesitant on the fringes of the battle they're done for said Bernard and urged by a sudden impulse ran forward to help them then thought better of it and halted then ashamed stepped forward again then again thought better of it and was standing in an Agony of humiliated indecision thinking that they might be killed if he didn't help them and that he might be killed if he did when Ford be praised goggle eyed and Swine snouted in their Gap gas masks in ran the police Bernard dashed to meet them he waved his arms and it was action he was doing something he shouted help several times more and more loudly so as to give himself the illusion of helping help help help the policemen pushed him out of the way and got on with their work three men with spraying machines buckled to their shoulders pumped thick clouds of Sommer vapor into the air two more were busy round the portable synthetic music box carrying water pistols charged with a powerful anesthetic four others had pushed their way into the crowd and were methodically laying out squirt by squirt the more ferocious of the fighters quick quick yelled Bernard they'll be killed if you don't hurry they'll annoyed by his chatter one of the policemen had given him a shot from his water pistol Bernard stood for a second or two wobbling unsteadily on legs that seemed to have lost their bones their tendons their muscles to have become mere sticks of jelly and at last not even jelly water he tumbled into a heap on the floor suddenly from out of the synthetic music box a voice began to speak the voice of reason the voice of Good Feeling the soundtrack was unwinding itself in synthetic anti rot speech number two medium strength straight from the depths of a non-existent heart my friends my friends said the voice so pathetically with a note of such infinitely tender reproach that behind their gas masks even the policeman's eyes were momentarily dimmed with tears what is the meaning of this why aren't you all being happy and good together happy and good the voice repeated at peace at peace it trembled sank into a whisper and momentarily expired oh I do want you to be happy it began with a yearning earnestness I do so want you to be good please please be good and 2 minutes later the voice and the Som Vapor had produced their effect in tears the delts were kissing and hugging one another half a dozen twins at a time in a comprehensive Embrace even helmholtz and the Savage were almost crying a fresh supply of pill boxes were brought in from the burer a new distribution was hastily made and to the sound of the voices affectionate Barone valedictions the twins dispersed blubbering as though their hearts would break goodbye my dearest dearest friends Ford keep you goodbye my dear dear dear when the last of the dels had gone the policeman Switched Off the current the Angelic voice fell silent will you come quietly asked the sergeant or must we antiz He pointed the water pistol menacingly oh we'll come quietly The Savage answered dabbing alternately a cut lip a scratched neck and a bitten left hand still keeping his handkerchief to his bleeding nose helmholtz nodded in confirmation awake and having recovered the use of his legs Bernard had chosen this moment to move as inconspicuously as he could towards the door all right you there called the sergeant and a swine masked policeman hurried across the room and laid a hand on the young man's shoulder Bernard turned with an expression of indignant innocence escaping he hadn't dreamt of such a thing though what on Earth you can want me for he said to the sergeant I really can't imagine you're a friend of the prisoners aren't you well said Bernard and hesitated no he really couldn't deny it why shouldn't I be he asked come on then said the sergeant and led the way towards the door and the waiting police car [Music] 16 the room into which the three were ushered was the controller's study his Ford ship will be down in a moment the gamma Butler left them to themselves helmoltz laughed aloud it's more like a caffeine solution party than a trial he said and let himself fall into the most luxurious of the pneumatic armchairs cheer up Bernard he added catching sight of his friend's green unhappy face but Bernard would not be cheered without answering without even looking at Helm Holtz he went and sat down on the most uncomfortable chair in the room carefully chosen in the Obscure hope of somehow deprecating the Wrath of the higher Powers The Savage meanwhile wandered restlessly round the room peering with a vague superficial inquisitiveness at the books on the shelves at the soundtrack rolls and reading machine bobbins in in their numbered pigeon holes on the table under the window lay a massive volume Bound in limp black leather surrogate and stamped with large golden te's he picked it up and opened it my life and work by our Ford the book had been published at Detroit by the society for the propagation of fori and knowledge idly he turned the pages read a sentence here a paragraph there and had just come to the conclusion that the book didn't interest him when the door opened and the resident World controller for Western Europe walked briskly into the room Mustafa Mond shook hands with all three of them but it was to the Savage that he addressed himself so you don't much like Civilization Mr Savage he said the Savage looked at him he had been prepared to lie to Bluster to remain sullenly unresponsive but reassured by the good humid intelligence of the controller's face he decided to tell the truth straightforwardly no he shook his head Bernard started and looked horrified what would the controller think to be labeled as the friend of a man who said that he didn't like Civilization said it openly and of all people to the controller it was terrible but John he began a look from Mustafa mon reduced him to an abject silence of course the Savage went on to admit there are some very nice things all that music in the air for instance sometimes a thousand tangling instruments will hum about my ears and sometimes voices the Savage's face lit up with a sudden pleasure have you read it too he asked I thought nobody knew about that book here in England almost nobody I'm one of the very few it's prohibited you see but as I make the laws here I can also break them with impunity Mr Marx he added turning to Bernard which I'm afraid you can't do Bernard sank into a yet more hopeless misery but why is it prohibited asked the Savage in the excitement of meeting a man who had read Shakespeare he had momentarily forgotten everything else the controller Shrugged his shoulders because it's old that's the chief reason we haven't any use for old things here even when they're beautiful particularly when they're beautiful Beauty's attractive and we don't want people to be attracted by old things we want them to like the new ones but the new ones are so stupid and horrible those plays where there's nothing but helicopters flying about and you feel the people kissing he made a grimace goats and monkeys only in O's word could he find an adequate vehicle for his contempt and hatred nice teame animals anyhow the controller murmured parenthetically why don't you let them see aell instead I've told you it's old besides they couldn't understand it yes that was true he remembered how helmholtz had laughed at Romeo and Juliet well then he said after a pause something new that's like oo and that they could understand that's what we've all been wanting to write said helmoltz breaking a long silence and it's what you never will Right Said the controller because if it were really like a nobody could understand it however new it might be and if it were new it couldn't possibly be like o why not yes why not Helm hortz repeated he too was forgetting the unpleasant realities of the situation green with anxiety and apprehension only Bernard remembered them the others ignored him why not because our world is not the same as Othello's world you can't make flivvers without steel and you can't make tragedies without social instability the world's stable now people are happy they get what they want and they never want what they can't get they're well off they're safe they never get ill they're not afraid of death they're blissfully ignorant of passion and old age they're plagued with no mothers or fathers they've got no wives or children or lovers to feel strongly about they're so conditioned that they practically can't help behaving as they ought to behave and if anything should go wrong there's s which you go and Chuck out the window in the name of Liberty Mr Savage Liberty he laughed expecting Deltas to know what Liberty is oh no expecting them to understand a fell my good boy The Savage was silent for a little all the same he insisted obstinately a Fell's good aell is better than those fies of course it is the controller agreed but that's the price we have to pay for stability you've got to choose between happiness and what people used to call High art we've sacrificed the high art we have the FES and the scent organ instead but they don't mean anything they mean themselves they mean a lot of agreeable Sensations to the audience but they're they're told by an idiot the controller laughed oh you're not being very polite to your friend Mr Watson one of our most distinguished emotional Engineers but he's right said helmoltz gloomily because it is idiotic writing when there's nothing to say precisely but that requires the most enormous Ingenuity you're making flivvers out of the absolute minimum of Steel works of art out of practically nothing but pure sensation The Savage shook his head it all seems to me quite horrible of course it does actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the overc compensations for misery and of course stability isn't nearly so spectacular as instability and being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against Misfortune none of the pictures of a struggle with temptation or a fatal overthrow by Passion or doubt happiness is never Grand I suppose not said the Savage after a silence but needed be quite so bad as those twins he passed his hand over his eyes as though he were trying to wipe away the remembered image of those long rows of identical midgets at the assembling tables those queued up twin herds at the entrance of the brenford monal station those human maggots swarming around Linda's bed of death the endless repeated face of his ass salant he looked at his bandage left hand and shuddered horrible but how useful I see you don't like our banovski groups but I assure you they're the foundation on which everything else is built there the gyroscope that stabilizes the rocket plane of State on its unswerving course the deep voice thrillingly vibrated the gesticulating hand implied all space and the onrush of the irresistible machine Mustafa Mon's oratory was almost up to synthetic standards I was wondering said the Savage why you had them at all seeing that you can get whatever you want out of those bottles why don't you make everybody an alpha double plus while you're about it Mustafa m laughed because we have no wish to have our throats cut he answered we believe in happiness and stability a society of Alphas couldn't fail to be unstable and miserable imagine a factory staffed by Alphas that is to say by separate and unrelated individuals of good heredity and conditioned so as to be capable within limits of making a free choice and assuming responsibilities imagine it he repeated The Savage tried to imagine it not very successfully it's an absurdity an alpha Ed Alpha conditioned man would go mad if he had to do Epsilon semi [ __ ] work go mad or start smashing things up Alphas can be completely socialized but only on condition that you make them do alpha work only an Epsilon can be expected to make Epsilon sacrifices for the good reason that for him they aren't sacrifices they're the line of least resistance his conditioning has laid down rails along which he's got to run he can't help himself he's for doomed even after decanting he's still inside a bottle an invisible bottle of infantile and embryonic fixations every one of us of course the controller meditatively continued goes through life inside a bottle but if we happen to be Alphas our bottles are relatively speaking enormous we should suffer acutely if we were confined in a narrower space you cannot pour uppercased champagne surrogate into lowercased bottles it's obvious theoretically but it has also been proved in actual practice the result of the Cyprus experiment was convincing what was that asked the Savage Mustafa mon smiled well you can call it an experiment in rebottling if you like it began in af 473 the controllers had the island of Cyprus cleared of all its existing inhabitants and recolonized with a specially prepared batch of 22,000 Alphas all Agricultural and Industrial Equipment was handed over to them and they were left to manage their own Affairs the result exactly fulfilled all the theoretical pred otions the land wasn't properly worked there were strikes in all the factories the laws were set at not orders disobeyed all the people detailed for a spell of lowgrade work were perpetually intriguing for high grade jobs and all the people with highgrade jobs were counter intriguing at all costs to stay where they were within 6 years they were having a first class Civil War when 19 out of the 22,000 had been killed the survivors unanimously petitioned the world controllers to resume the government of the island which they did and that was the end of the only Society of Alphas that the world has ever seen the Savage sighed profoundly the optimum population said mustafam is modeled on the iceberg 8 nths Below the water line 1 nth above and they're happy below the water line happier than above it happier than your friend here for example he pointed in spite of that awful work awful they don't find it so on the contrary they like it it's light it's childishly simple no strain on the mind or the muscles seven and a half hours of mild unexhausted labor and then the S ration and games and unrestricted copulation and the fees what more can they ask for true he added they might ask for short hours and of course we could give them shorter hours technically it would be perfectly simple to reduce all lowercased working hours to three or four a day but would they be any happier for that no they wouldn't the experiment was tried more than a century and a half ago the whole of Ireland was put on the 4-Hour day what was the result unrest and a large increase in the consumption of Soma that was all those three and a half hours of extra Leisure were so far from being a source of happiness that people felt constrained to take a holiday from them the inventions office is stuffed with plans for labor saving processes thousands of them Mustafa m made a lavish gesture and why don't we put them into execution for the sake of the laborers it would be sheer cruelty to afflict them with excessive Leisure it's the same with agriculture we could synthesize every morsel of food if we wanted to but we don't we prefer to keep a third of the population on the land for their own sakes because I takes longer to get food out of the land than out of a factory besides we have our stability to think of we don't want to change every change is a menace to stability that's another the reason why we're so wary of applying new inventions every Discovery in pure science is potentially subversive even science must sometimes be treated as a possible enemy yes even science science The Savage frowned he knew the word but what it exactly signified he could not say Shakespeare and the old men of the Pueblo had never mentioned science and from Linda he had only gathered the vaguest hints science was something you made helicopters with something that caused you to laugh at the corn dancers something that prevented you from being wrinkled and losing your teeth he made a desperate effort to take the control his meaning yes Mustafa mon was saying that's another item in the cost of stability it is an only art that's incompatible with happiness it's also science science is dangerous yes we have to keep it most carefully Chained and muzzled what said helmoltz in astonishment but we're always saying that science is everything it's a hypnopedia platitude three times a week between 13 and 17 put in burnard and all that science propaganda we do with the college yes but what sort of science asked Mustafa m sarcastically you've had no scientific trading so you can't judge I was a pretty good physicist in my time too good good enough to realize that all our science is just a cookery book with an orthodox theory of cooking that nobody's allowed to question and a list of recipes that mustn't be added to except by special permission from the head cook I'm the head cook now but I was an inquisitive young scallion once I started doing a bit of cooking on my own unorthodox cooking illicit cooking a bit of real science in fact he was silent what happened asked helmoltz Watson the controller sighed very nearly what's going to happen to you young men I was on the point of being sent to an island the words galvanized burn it into violent and unseemly activ ity send me to an island he jumped up ran across the room and stood gesticulating in front of the controller you can't send me I haven't done anything it was the others I swear it was the others he pointed accusingly to helmoltz and the Savage oh please don't send me to Iceland I promise I'll do what I ought to do give me another chance please give me another chance the tears began to flow I tell you it's their fault he sobbed and not to I no please your f it please and in a paroxysm of abjection he threw himself on his knees before the controller mustafam tried to make him get up but Bernard persisted in his gring the stream of words poured out inexhaustibly in the end the controller had to ring for his fourth secretary bring three men he ordered and take Mr Marx into a bedroom give him a good Soma vaporization and then put him to bed and leave him the fourth secretary went out and returned with three green uniformed twin footmen still shouting and sobbing Bernard was carried out one would think he was going to have his throat cut said the controller as the door closed whereas if he had the smallest sense he'd understand that his punishment is really a reward he's being sent to an island that's to say he's being sent to a place where he'll meet the most interesting set of men and women to be found anywhere in the world all the people who for one reason or another have got too self-consciously individual to fit into community life all the people who aren't satisfied with Orthodoxy who've got independent ideas of their own everyone in a word who's anyone I almost Envy you Mr Watson helmoltz laughed then why aren't you on an island yourself uh because finally I preferred this the controller answered I was given the choice to be sent to an island where I could have got on with my pure science or to be taken onto the controller's council with the prospect of succeeding in due course to an actual controllership I chose this and let the science go after a little silence sometimes he added I rather regret the science happiness is a hard Master particularly other people's happiness a much harder Master if one isn't conditioned to accept it unquestioningly than truth he sighed felt silent again then continued in a brisker tone well Duty's Duty one can't consult one's own preferences I interested in truth I like science but truth's a menace science is a public danger as dangerous as it's been beneficient it has given us the stablest equilibrium in history China's was hopelessly insecure by comparison even the Primitive matriarchies weren't steadier than we are thanks I repeat to science but we can't allow science to undo its own good work that's why we so carefully limit the scope of its researches that's why I almost got sent to an island we don't allow it to deal with any but the most immediate problems of the moment all other inquiries are most sedulously discouraged It's Curious he went on after a little pause to read what people in the time of our Ford used to write about scientific progress they seem to have imagined that it could be allowed to go on indefinitely regardless of everything else knowledge was the highest good truth the Supreme value all the resque was secondary and subordinate true ideas were beginning to change even then our Ford himself did a great deal to shift the emphasis from truth and Beauty to comfort and happiness M production demanded the shift Universal happiness keeps the wheels steadily turning truth and Beauty can't and of course whenever the masses seized political power then it was happiness rather than truth and beauty that mattered still in spite of everything unrestricted scientific research was still permitted people still went on talking about truth and Beauty as though they were the Sovereign Goods right up to the time of the 9 years war that made them change their tune all right what's the point of Truth or beauty or knowledge when the anthr bombs are popping all around you that was when science first began to be controlled after the nine years war people were ready to have their appetites controlled then anything for a quiet life we've gone on controlling ever since it hasn't been very good for truth of course but it's been very good for happiness one can't have something for nothing happiness has got to be paid for you're paying for it Mr Watson paying because you happen to be too much interested in Beauty I was too much interested in truth I paid [Music] to but you didn't go to an island said the Savage breaking a long silence the controller smiled that's how I paid by choosing to serve happiness other people's not mine it's lucky he added after a pause that there are such a lot of islands in the the world I don't know what we should do without them put you all in the lethal chamber I suppose by the way Mr Watson would you like a tropical climate the marus for example or Samoa or something rather more bracing helmoltz Rose from his pneumatic chair I should like a thoroughly bad climate he answered I believe one would write better if the climate were bad if there were a lot of of wind and storms for example the controller nodded his approbation I like your spirit Mr Watson I like it very much indeed as much as I officially disapprove of it he smiled what about the Falkland Islands yes I think that will do Helm Holtz answered and now if you don't mind I'll go and see how poor Bernards getting [Music] on e [Music] 17 art science you seem to have paid a fairly high price for your happiness said the Savage when they were alone anything else well religion of course replied the controller there used to be something called God before the 9 years war but I was forgetting you know all about God I suppose well the Savage hesitated he would have liked to say something about Solitude about night about the Mesa lying pale under the moon about the precipice The Plunge Into shadowy Darkness about death he would have liked to speak but there were no words not even in Shakespeare the controller meanwhile had crossed to the other side of the room and was unlocking a large safe set into the wall between the bookshelves the heavy door swung open rumaging in the darkness within it's a subject he said that has always had a great interest for me he pulled out a thick black volume you've never read this for example The Savage took it the Holy Bible containing the Old and New Testaments he read aloud from the title page nor this it was a small book and had lost its cover the imitation of Christ nor this he handed out another volume the varieties of religious experience by William James and I've got plenty more mustafam mon continued resuming his seat a whole collection of pornographic old books God in the safe and Ford on the shelves he pointed with a laugh to his avowed library to the shelves of books the rack full of reading machine bobbin and soundtrack rolls but if you know about God why don't you tell them asked the Savage indignantly why don't you give them these books about God for the same reason as we don't give them AOW they're old they're about God hundreds of years ago not about God now but God doesn't change men do though what difference does that make all the difference in the world said Mustafa he got up again and walked to the safe there was a man called Cardinal Newman he said a cardinal he exclaimed parenthetically was a kind of arch Community songster I pandolf of fair Milan Cardinal I've read about them in Shakespeare of course you have well as I was saying there was a man named Cardinal Newman ah here's the book he pulled it out and while I'm about it I'll take this one too it's by a man called M Dean he was a philosopher if you know what that was a man who dreams of fewer things than there are in Heaven and Earth said the Savage promptly quite so I'll read you one of the things he did dream of in a moment meanwhile listen to what this old Arch Community songster said he opened the book at the place marked by a slip of paper and began to read we are not our own and any more than what we possess is our own we did not make ourselves we cannot be Supreme we did not make ourselves we cannot be Supreme Over ourselves we are not our own masters we are God's Property is it not our happiness thus to view the matter is it any happiness or any comfort to consider that we are our own it may be thought so by the young and prosperous these may think it a great thing to have everything as they suppose their own way to depend on no one to have to think of nothing out of sight to be without the irksomeness of continual acknowledgment continual prayer continual reference of what they do to the will of another But as time goes on they as all men will find that Independence was not made for man that it is an unnatural State we do for a while but will not carry us on safely to the end Mustafa paused put down the first book and picking up the other turned over the pages take this for example he said and in his deep voice once more began to read a man grows old he feels in himself that radical sense of weakness of listlessness of discomfort which accompanies the advance of age and feeling thus imagines himself merely sick lulling his fears with the notion that this distressing condition is due to some particular cause from which as from an illness he hopes to recover vain imaginings the sickness is old age and a horrible disease it is they say that it is the fear of death and of what comes after death that makes men turn to religion as they advance in years but my own experience has given me the conviction that quite apart from any such Terrors or imaginings the religious sentiment tends to develop as we grow older to develop because as the passions grow calm as the fancy and sensibilities are less excited and less excitable our reason becomes less troubled in its workings less obscured by the images desires and distractions in which it used to be absorbed whereupon God emerges as from behind a cloud our soul feels sees turns towards the source of all light turns naturally and inevitably for now that all that gave to the world of Sensations its life and charms has begun to Le away from us now that phenomenal existence is no more bolstered up by Impressions from within or from without we feel the need to lean on something that abides something that will never play us false a reality an absolute and everlasting truth yes we inevitably turn to God for this religious sentiment is of its nature so pure so delightful to the soul that experiences it that it makes up to us for all our other losses Mustafa m shut the book and leaned back in his chair one of the numerous things in Heaven and Earth that these philosophers didn't dream about was this he waved his hand us the modern world you can only be independent of God while you've got Youth and prosperity Independence won't take you safely to the end well now we've got Youth and prosperity right up to the end what follows evidently that we can be independent of God the religious sentiment will compensate us for all our losses but there aren't any losses for us to compensate religious sentiment is Superfluous and why should we go hunting for a substitute for youthful desires when youthful desires never fail a substitute for destructions when we go and enjoying all the old fooleries to the very last what need have we of repose when our minds and B continue to Delight in activity of consolation when we have S of something immovable when there is the social order then you think there is no God no I think there quite probably is one then why Mustafa man checked him but he manifests himself in different ways to different men in premodern times he manifested himself as a being that's described in these books now now how does he manifest himself now asked the Savage well he manifests himself as an absence as though he weren't there at all that's your fault call it the fault of civilization God isn't compatible with machinery and scientific medicine and Universal happiness you must make your choice our civilization has chosen machinery and medicine and happiness that's that's why I have to keep these books locked up in the safe they're smut people would be shocked by it the Savage interrupted him but isn't it natural to feel there's a God you might as well ask if it's natural to do up one's trousers with zippers said the controller sarcastically you remind me of another of those old fellows called Bradley he defined philosophy as the finding of bad reason for what One Believes by instin in as if anyone believed anything by Instinct One Believes things because one has been conditioned to believe them finding bad reasons for what One Believes for other bad reasons that's philosophy people believe in God because they've been conditioned too but all the same insisted The Savage it is natural to believe in God when you're alone quite alone in the night thinking about death but people are never alone now said mustafam we make them hate Solitude and we arrange their lives so that it's almost impossible for them ever to have it the Savage nodded gloomily at mpace he had suffered because they had shut him out from the communal activities of the poblo in civilized London he was suffering because he could never escape from those communal activities never be quietly alone do you remember that bit in King Leah said the Savage at last the gods are just and of our Pleasant vices make instruments to plague us the dark and vicious places where thee he got cost him his eyes and Edmund answers you remember he's wounded he's dying thou Hast spoken right is true the will has come full circle I am here what about that now doesn't there seem to be a god managing things punishing rewarding well does there questioned the controller in his turn you can indulge in any number of pleasant vices with a free Martin and run no risks of having your eyes put out by your son's mistress the wheel has come full circle I am here but where would Edmund be nowadays sitting in a Pneumatic chair with his arm around a girl's waist sucking away at his sex hormone chewing gum and looking at the fees the gods are just no doubt but their code of law is dictated in The Last Resort by the people who organize Society Providence takes its cue from men are you sure asked the Savage are you quite sure that the Edmund in that pneumatic chair hasn't been just as heavily punished as the Edmund who's wounded and bleeding to death the gods are just haven't they used his Pleasant vices as an instrument to degrade him degrade him from what position as a happy hardworking Goods consuming citizen he's perfect of course if you choose some other standard than ours then perhaps you might say he was degraded but you've got to stick to one set of postulates you can't play electromagnetic golf according to the rules of centrifugal Bumble puy but value dwells not in particular will said the Savage it holds his as dignity as well wherein is precious of hisself as in the prizer oh come come protested Mustafa m that's going rather far isn't it if you allowed yourself to think of God you wouldn't allow yourselves to be degraded by Pleasant vices you'd have a reason for bearing things patiently for doing things with courage I've seen it with the Indians I'm sure you have said mustafam but then we aren't Indians there isn't any need for a civilized man to Bear anything that's seriously unpleasant and as for doing things Ford forbid that he should get the idea into his head it would upset the whole social order if men started doing things on their own what about self-denial then if you had a God you would have a reason for self-denial but industrial civilization is only possible when there's no self-denial self-indulgence up to the very limits imposed by hygiene and economics otherwise the wheels stop turning you'd have a reason for Chastity said the Savage blushing a little as he spoke the words but Chastity means passion Chastity means NE esenia and passion and neurasthenia mean instability and instability means the end of civilization you can't have a lasting civilization without plenty of pleasant vices but God's the reason for everything Noble and fine and heroic if you had a God my dear young friend said Mustafa civilization has absolutely no need of nobility or heroism these things are symptoms of political inefficiency in a properly organized Society like ours nobody has any opportunities for being Noble or heroic conditions have got to be thoroughly unstable before the occasion can arise where there are Wars where there are divided allegiances where there are Temptations to be resisted objects of love to be fought for or defended there obviously nobility and heroism have some sense but there aren't any wars nowadays the greatest care is taken to prevent you from loving anyone too much there's no such thing as a divided Allegiance you're so conditioned that you can't help doing what you ought to do and what you ought to do is on the whole so pleasant so many of the natural impulses are allowed free play that there really aren't any Temptations to resist and if ever by some unlucky chance anything unpleasant should somehow happen why there is always s to give you a holiday from the facts and there's always s to calm your anger or reconcile you to your enemies to make you patient and longsuffering in the past you could only accomplish these things by making a great effort and after years of hard moral training now you swallow two or three half G tablets and there you are anyone can be virtuous now you can carry at least half your morality about in a bottle Christianity without the tears that's what s is but the tears are necessary don't you remember what Othello said if after every Tempest came such calms May the winds blow till they have wakened death there's a story one of the old Indians used to tell us about the girl of matusi the young men who wanted to marry her had to do a morning's hoing in her garden it seemed easy but there were flies and mosquitoes magic ones most of the young men simply couldn't stand the biting and stinging but the one that could he got the girl Charming but in civilized countries said the controller you can have the girls without hoing for them and there aren't any flies or mosquitoes to sting you we got rid of them all centuries ago the Savage nodded frowning you got rid of them yes that's just like you getting rid of everything unpleasant instead of learning to put up with it whether it is better in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of Outrageous Fortune or to take arms against the Sea of troubles and by opposing end them but you don't do either neither suffer nor pose you just abolish the slings and arrows it's too easy he was suddenly silent thinking of his mother in her room on the 37th floor Linda had floated in a sea of singing lights and perfumed caresses floated away out of space out of time out of the prison of her memories her habits her aged and Bloated body and Tomkin ex-director of hatcheries and conditioning tomin was still on holiday on holiday from humiliation and pain in a world where he could not hear those words that derisive laughter could not see that hideous face feel those moist and flabby arms round his neck in a beautiful world what you need the Savage went on is something with tears for a change nothing costs enough here $ 12.5 million Henry Foster had protested when when the Savage told him that 12 and A2 million that's what the new conditioning Center costs not a cent less exposing what is mortal and unsure to all that fortune death and danger dare even for an eggshell isn't there something in that he asked looking up at Mustafa quite apart from God though of course God would be a reason for it isn't there something in living dangerously there's a great deal in it the controller replied men and women must have their adrenal is stimulated from time to time what questioned The Savage uncomprehending it's one of the conditions of perfect health that's why we've made the VPS treatments compulsory VPS violent passion surrogate regularly once a month we flood the whole system with adrenaline it's the complete psychological equivalent of fear and rage all the tonic effects of murdering desd Demona and being murdered by a fellow without any of the inconveniences but I like the inconveniences we don't said the controller we prefer to do things comfortably but I don't want Comfort I want God I want poetry I want real danger I want freedom I want goodness I want sin in fact said Mustafa you're claiming the right to be unhappy all right then said the Savage defiantly I'm claiming the right to be unhappy not to mention the right to grow old and ugly and impotent the right to have syphilis and cancer the right to have too little to eat the right to be lousy the right to live in constant apprehension of what may happen tomorrow the right to catch typhoid the right to be tortured by unspeakable Pains of every kind there was a long silence I claim them all said the Savage at last Mustafa m Shrugged his shoulders you're welcome he said [Music] [Music] 18 the door was a jar they entered John from the bathroom came an unpleasant and characteristic sound is there anything the matter helmoltz called there was no answer the unpleasant sound was repeated twice there was silence then with a click the bathroom door opened and very pale The Savage emerged I say helmholtz exclaimed solicitously you do look ill John did you eat something that didn't agree with you asked Bernard The Savage nodded I ate civilization what it poisoned me I was defiled and then he added in a lower tone I ate my own wickedness yes but what exactly I mean just now you were now I am purified said the Savage I drink some mustard and warm water the others stared at him in astonishment do you mean to say that you were doing it on purpose asked Bernard that's how the Indians always purify themselves he sat down and sighing passed his hand across his forehead I shall rest for a few minutes he said I'm rather tired well I'm not surprised said Helmont after a silence We've Come To Say Goodbye he went on in another tone we off tomorrow morning yes we're off tomorrow said Bernard on Whose face The Savage remark marked a new expression of determined resignation and by the way John he continued leaning forward in his chair and laying a hand on the Savage's knee I want to say how sorry I am about everything that happened yesterday he blushed how ashamed he went on in spite of the unsteadiness of his voice how really The Savage cut him short and taking his hand affectionately pressed it helmoltz was wonderful to me Bernard resumed after a little pause if it hadn't been for him I should now now Helm holds protested there was silence in spite of their sadness because of it even for their sadness was the symptom of their love for one another the three young men were happy I went to see the controller this morning said the Savage at last what for to ask if I mightn't go to the islands with you and what did he say asked her holds eagerly The Savage shook his head he wouldn't let me why not he said he wanted to go on with the experiment but I'm damned The Savage added with sudden Fury I'm damned if I'll go on being experimented with not for all the controllers in the world I shall go away tomorrow too but where the others asked in unison The Savage Shrugged his shoulders anywhere I don't care so long as I can be alone from Guildford the downline followed the way Valley to Gold arming then over Milford and Whitley proceeded to Hazel Meir and on through Petersfield towards Portsmouth roughly parallel to it the upline passed over Weston tongam Pam elad and greyshot between the Hogs back and hind head there were points where the two lines were not more than 6 or 7 km apart the distance was too small for careless Flyers particularly at night and when they had taken half a gram too much there had been accidents serious ones it had been decided to deflect the upline a few kilometers to the West between greyshot and tongam four abandoned air lighthouses marked the course of the old Portsmouth to London Road the skies above them were silent and deserted it was over selborn bordon and farum that the helicopters now ceaselessly hummed and roared The Savage had chosen as his Hermitage The Old Lighthouse which stood on the crest of the Hill between putam and elad the building was one of ferrow concrete and in excellent condition almost too comfortable The Savage had thought when he first explored the place almost too civilized luxurious he pacified his conscience by promising himself a compensating harder self-discipline purifications the more complete and thorough his first night in the Hermitage was deliberately a Sleepless one he spent the hours on his knees praying now to that heaven from which the guilty Claudius had begged forgiveness now in Zuni to a woner now to Jesus and puuh Kong now to his own Guardian animal the eagle from time to time he stretched out his arms as though he were on the cross and held them thus through long minutes of an that gradually increased till it became a tremulous and excruciating Agony held then involuntary crucifixion while he repeated through clenched teeth the sweat meanwhile pouring down his face oh forgive me oh make me pure oh help me to be good again and again till he was on the point of fainting from the pain when the morning came he felt he had earned the right to inhabit at the Lighthouse yet even though there was still glass in most of the windows even though the view from the platform was so fine for the very reason why he had chosen the lighthouse had become almost instantly a reason for going somewhere else he had decided to live there because the view was so beautiful because from his vantage point he seemed to be looking out onto the Incarnation of a Divine being but who was he to be pampered with the daily and hourly sight of loveliness who was he to be living in the visible presence of God all he deserved to live in was some filthy sty some blind hole in the ground stiff and still aching after his long night of pain but for that very reason inwardly reassured he climbed up to the platform of his Tower he looked out over the bright Sunrise World which he had regained the right to inhabit on the North The View was bounded by the long chalk Ridge of the Hogs back from behind whose Eastern extremity Rose the towers of the seven skyscrapers which constituted Guildford seeing them the Savage made a Grimace but he was to become reconciled to them in course of time for at night they twined gay with geometrical constellations or else floodlight pointed their luminous fingers with a gesture whose significance nobody in England but the Savage now understood solemnly towards the plumeless mysteries of Heaven in the valley which separated the Hogs back from the Sandy Hill on which the lighthouse stood puam was a modest little village nine stories high with silos a poultry farm a small vitamin D Factory on the other side of the lighthouse towards the South the ground fell away in Long slopes of Heather to a chain of ponds Beyond them above the intervening Woods Rose the 14-story Tower of elstead dim in the hazy English air hindhead and selborn invited the eye into a blue romantic distance but it was not alone the distance that had attracted The Savage to his lighthouse the near was as seductive as the far the woods the open stretches of Heather and yellow gor the clumps of scotch Furs The Shining ponds with their overhanging birch trees their water lies their beds of rushes these were beautiful and to an eye accustomed to the aridities of the American desert a astonishing and then the Solitude whole days passed during which he never saw a human being the lighthouse was only a quarter of an hour's flight from the Charing te Tower but the hills of mpace were hardly more deserted than this sry Heath the crowds that daily left London left it only to play electromagnetic golf or tennis ponam possessed no links the nearest Ryman surfaces were at Guildford flowers and a landscape were the only attractions here and so as there were no good reasons for coming nobody came during the first days The Savage lived alone and undisturbed of the money which on his first arrival John had received for his personal expenses most had been spent on his equipment before leaving London he had bought four viscous Woolen blankets rope and string Nails glue a few tools matches though he intended in due course to make a fire drill some pots and pans two dozen packets of seeds and 10 kg of wheat flour no not synthetic starch and cotton waste flour substitute he had insisted even though it is more nourishing but when it came to pan glandular biscuits and vitamed beef surrogate he had not been able to resist the shopman persuasion looking at the tins now he bitterly reproached himself for his weakness loath some civilized stuff he had made up his mind that he would never eat it even if he was starving that'll teach them he thought vindictively it would also teach him he counted his money the little that remained would be enough he hoped to tide him over the winter by next spring his garden would be producing enough to make him independent of the outside world meanwhile there would always be game he had seen plenty of rabbits and there were water foul on the ponds he set to work at once to make a bow arrows there were ash trees near the lighthouse and for Arrow shafts a whole Cops full of beautifully straight Hazel saplings he began by fing a young Ash cut out 6ot of unbranched stem stripped off the bark and pairing by pairing shaved away the white wood as old mitsa had taught him until he had a Stave of his own height stiff at the thickened Center Lively and quick at the Slender tips the work gave him an intense pleasure after those weeks of idleness in London with nothing to do whenever he wanted anything but to press a switch or turn a handle it was pure delight to be doing something that demanded skill and patience he had almost finished whittling The Stave into shape when he realized with a start that he was singing singing it was as though stumbling upon himself from the outside he had suddenly caught himself out taken himself flagrantly at fault guiltily he blushed after all it was not to sing and enjoy himself that he had come here it was to escape further contamination by the filth of civilized life it was to be purified and made good it was to actively make amends he realized to his dismay that absorbed in the whittling of his bow he had forgotten what he had sworn to himself he would constantly remember poor Linda and his own murderous unkindness to her and those loathsome twins swarming like lice across the mystery of her death insulting with their presence not merely his own grief and repentance but the very Gods themselves he had sworn to remember he had sworn unceasingly to make amends and there was he sitting happily over his bow St singing actually singing he went indoors opened the box of mustard and put some water to boil on the fire half an hour later three Delta minus land workers from one of the Pam banovski groups happened to be driving to elstead and at the top of the hill were astonished to see a young man standing outside the abandoned liouse stripped to the waist and hitting himself with a whip of knotted cords his back was horizontally stre with crimson and from Wheel to wheel ran thin trickles of blood the driver of the Lorry pulled up at the side of the road and with his two companions stared open mouthed at the extraordinary spectacle 1 2 3 they counted The Strokes after the eighth the young man interrupted his self-punishment to run to the wood's Edge and there be violently sick when he had finished he picked up the Whip and began hitting himself again 9 10 11 12 Ford whispered the driver and his Twins were of the same opinion for day they said 3 days later like turkey buzzer settling on a corpse the reporters came dried and hardened over a slow fire of green wood the bow was ready The Savage was busy on his arrows 30 Hazel sticks had been whittel and dried tipped with sharp nails carefully knocked he had made a raid one night on the putam poultry farm and now had feathers enough to equip a whole Armory it was at work upon the Feathering of his shafts that the first of the reporters found him noisess on his pneumatic shoes the man came up behind him good morning Mr Savage he said I am the representative of the hourly radio startled as though by the bite of a snake The Savage sprang to his feet scattering arrows feathers glue pot and brush in all directions I beg your pardon said the reporter with genuine compunction I had no intentioned he touched his hat the aluminium stove pipe hat in which he carried his wireless receiver and transmitter excuse my not taking it off he said it's a bit heavy well as I was saying I am the representative of the hourly what do you want asked the Savage scowling the reporter returned his most ingratiating smile well of course our readers would be profoundly interested he put his head on one side his smile became almost CSH just a few words from you Mr Savage and rapidly with a series of ritual gestures he uncoiled two wires connected to the portable battery buckled around his waist plugged them simultaneously into the sides of his aluminium hat touched a spring on the crown and antenna shot up into the air touched another spring on the peak of the brim and like a Jack In The Box Out jumped a microphone and hung there quivering 6 in in front of his nose pulled down a pair of receivers over his ears pressed the switch on the left side of the hat and from within came a faint waspy buzzing turned a knob on the right right and the buzzing was interrupted by a stethoscopic whee and cackle by hiccups and sudden squeaks hello he said to the microphone hello hello a bell suddenly rang inside his hat is that you edel Primo melon speaking yes I've got hold of him uh Mr Savage will now take the microphone and say a few words won't you Mr Savage he looked up at the Savage with another of those Winning Smiles of his just tell our readers why you came here and what made you leave London hold on edel so very suddenly and of course that whip The Savage started how did they know about the whip we're all crazy to know about the Whip and then there something about Civilization you know the sort of stuff what I think of the Civilized girl just a few words very few The Savage obeyed with a disconcerting literalness five words he uttered and no more five words the same those he had said to burnard about the arch community songster of Canterbury H and seizing the reporter by the shoulder he spun him round the young man revealed himself invitingly well covered aimed and with all the force and accuracy of the champion foot and mouth Bower delivered a most prodigious kick 8 minutes later a new addition of the hourly radio was on sale in the Streets of London hourly radio reporter has coxics kicked by mystery Savage ran the headlines on the front page sensation in s sensation even in London thought the reporter when on his return he read the words and a very painful sensation what was more he sat down gingerly to his luncheon undeterred by that cautionary bruise on their colleagues coxics four other reporters representing the New York Times the Frankfurt four-dimensional Continuum the forian science Monitor and the Delta mirror called that afternoon at the Lighthouse and met with with receptions of progressively increasing violence from a safe distance and still rubbing his buttock bited fool shouted the man from the forian science monitor why don't you take s Get Away the Savage shook his fist the other retreated a few steps then turned around again Evil's an unreality if you take a couple of grams cor the tone was menacingly derisive pains a delusion oh is it said the Savage and picking up a thick Hazel switch stro forward the man from the foran science monitor made a dash for his helicopter after that the Savage was left for a time in peace a few helicopters came and hovered inquisitively around the tower he shot an arrow into the importunately nearest of them it pierced the aluminium floor of the cabin there was a shrill yell and the Machine went rocketing up into the air with with all the acceleration that its supercharger could give it the others in future kept their distance respectfully ignoring their tiresome humming he likened himself in his imagination to one of the suitors of the maiden of mataki unmoved and persistent amongst the winged Vermin The Savage dug at what was to be his garden after a Time the Vermin evidently became bored and flew away for hours at a stretch the sky above his head was empty and but for the lcks silent the weather was breathlessly hot there was Thunder in the air he had dug all the morning and was resting stretched out along the floor and suddenly the thought of lenina was a real presence naked and tangible saying sweet and put your arms around me in shoes and socks perfumed impudent trumpet but oh oh her arms round his neck the lifting of her breasts her mouth eternity was in our lips and eyes lenina no no no no he sprang to his feet and half naked as he was ran out of the house at the edge of the heath stood a clump of Hy Juniper bushes he flung himself against them he embraced not the smooth body of his desires but an armful of green spikes sharp with a thousand points they pricked him he tried to think of poor Linda breathless and dumb with her clutching hands and the unutterable terror in her eyes poor Linda whom he had sworn to remember but it was still the presence of lenina that haunted him lenina whom he had promised to forget even through the stab and sting of the Juniper needles his wincing flesh was aware of her unesc capably real sweet sweet and if you wanted me too why didn't you the whip was hanging on a nail by the door ready to hand against the arrival of reporters in a frenzy The Savage ran back to the house seized it Whirled it the knotted cords bit into his flesh strumpet strumpet he shouted at every blow as though it were lenina and how frantically without knowing it he wished it were white warm scented Infamous lenina that he was dogging thus stumped and then in a voice of Despair Oh Linda forgive me forgive me God I'm bad I'm wicked I'm no no you strumpet you strump it from his carefully constructed hide in the woods 300 M away Darwin bonapart the fely corporation's most expert big game photographer had watched the whole proceedings patience and skill had been rewarded he had spent 3 days sitting inside the bowl of an artif icial oak tree three kns crawling on his belly through the Heather hiding microphones in gor bushes burying wires in the soft gray sand 72 hours of profound discomfort but now the great moment had come the greatest Darwin bonapart had time to reflect as he moved among his instruments the greatest since his taking of the famous all howling stereoscopic feely of the gorilla's wedding Splendid he said to himself as the Savage started his astonishing performance Splendid he kept his telescopic cameras carefully aimed glued to their moving objective clapped on a higher power to get a closeup of the Frantic and distorted face admirable switched over for half a minute to slow motion an exquisitely comical effect he promised himself listened in meanwhile to the blows the groans the Wild and raving words that were being recorded on the soundtrack at the edge of his film tried the effect of a little amplification yes that was decidedly better was delighted to hear in a momentary lull the shrill singing of a lar wished The Savage would turn around so that he could get a good closeup of the blood on his back and almost instantly what astonishing luck the accommodating fellow did turn around and he was able to take a perfect closeup well that was Grand he said to himself when it was all over really Grand he mopped his face when they had put in the feely effects at the studio it would be a wonderful film almost as good thought Delwin bone apart as the sperm whales love life and that by Ford was saying a good deal 12 Days Later The Savage of sari had been released and could be seen heard and felt in every first class fely Palace in Western Europe the effect of Darwin bonapart film was immediate and inor enormous on the afternoon which followed the evening of its release Jon's rustic Solitude was suddenly broken by the arrival overhead of a great swarm of helicopters he was digging in his garden digging too in his own mind laboriously turning up the substance of his thought death and he drove his Spade once and again and yet again and all our yesterday's have lighted fools the way to Dusty death a convincing Thunder rumbled through the words he lifted another spadeful of Earth why had Linda died why had she been allowed to become gradually less than human and at last he shuddered a good kissing Carion he planted his foot on his spade and St it fiercely into the tough ground as flies to wanten boys are we to the gods they kill us for their sport Thunder again words that Proclaim themselves true truer somehow than truth itself and yet that same gluster had called them ever gentle Gods besides thy best of rest is sleep and that thou oft provokes yet grossly fearest thy death which is no more no more than sleep sleep a chance to dream his Spade struck against a stone he stooped to pick it up for in that sleep of death what dreams a humming overhead had become a Roar and suddenly he was in Shadow there was something between the Sun and him he looked up startled from his digging from his thoughts looked up in a dazzled bewilderment his mind still wandering in that other world of truer than truth still focused on the immensities of death and deity look up and saw close above him the swarm of hovering machines like locusts they came hung poised descended all around him on the Heather and from out of the bellies of these giant grasshoppers stepped men in white Visos flannels women for the weather was hot in acetate shant Tong pajamas or velvetine shorts and sleeveless half unzippered singlets one couple from each in a few minutes there were dozens of them standing ing in a wide circle around the lighthouse staring laughing clicking their cameras throwing as to an ape peanuts packets of sex hormone chewing gum pan glandula petite bu and every moment for across the hog's back the stream of traffic now flowed unceasingly their numbers increased as in a nightmare the dozens became scores the scores hundreds The Savage had retreated towards cover and now in the posture of an animal at Bay stood with his back to the wall of the lighthouse staring from face to face in speechless horror like a man out of his senses from this stuper he was aroused to a more immediate sense of Reality by the impact on his cheek of a well- aimed packet of chewing gum a shock of startling pain and he was broad awake awake and fiercely angry go away he shouted Ed the ape had spoken there was a burst of laughter and hand clapping good old Savage hurah hurah and through the babble he heard cries of whip whip the Whip acting on the word suggestion he seized the bunch of knotted cords from its nail behind the door and shook it at his tormentors there was a yell of ironical Applause menacingly he Advanced towards them a woman Cried Out In Fear the line wavered at its most immediately threatened point then stiffened again stood firm the consciousness of being in overwhelming Force had given these sightseers a courage which The Savage had not expected of them taken AB he halted and looked round why don't you leave me alone there was an almost plaintiff note in his anger have a few magnesium salted almonds said the man who if the Savage were to advance would be the first to be attacked he held out a packet they're really very good you know he added with a rather nervous smile of propit then the Magnesium salts will help keep you young The Savage ignored his offer what do you want with me he asked turning from one grinning face to another what do you want with me the whip answered a 100 voices confusedly do the whipping stunt let's see the whipping stunt then in unison and on a slow heavy Rhythm we want the whip shouted a group at the end of the line we want the whip others at once took up the cry and the phrase was repeated parrot fashion again and again with an Ever growing volume of sound until by the seventh or eighth reiteration no other word was being spoken we want the whip we want the whip they were all crying together and Intoxicated by the noise the unanimity the sense of rhythmical atonement they might it seemed had gone on for hours almost indefinitely but at about the 25th repetition the proceedings were startlingly interrupted yet another helicopter had arrived from across the hog's back hung poised above the crowd then dropped within a few yards of where the Savage was standing in the open space between the line of sightseers and the lighthouse the Roar of the air screws momentarily drowned out the shouting then as the machine touched the ground and the engines were turned off we want the whip we want the whip we want the whip broke out again in the same loud insistent monotone the door of the helicopter opened and out stepped first a fair and ruddy-faced young man then in green velvetine shorts white shirt and jockey cap a young woman at the sight of the young woman The Savage started recoiled turned pale the young woman stood smiling at him an uncertain imploring almost abject smile the seconds passed her lips moved she was saying something but the sound of her voice was covered by the loud reiterated refrain of the sight seers we want the whip we want the whip the young woman pressed both hands to her left side and on that peach bright dull beautiful face of hers appeared a strangely incongruous expression of Yearning distress her blue eyes seemed to grow larger brighter and suddenly two tears rolled down her cheeks inaudibly she spoke again then with a quick impassion gesture stretched out her arms towards the Savage stepped forward we want the whip we want the Whip and all of the sudden they had what they wanted trumpet The Savage had rushed at her like a madman F you like a madman he was slashing at her with his whip of small cords terrified she had turned to flee had tripped and fallen in the Heather Henry Henry she shouted but her Ruddy face companion had bolted out of Harm's Way behind the helicopter with a whoop of delighted excitement the line broke there was a convergent Stampede towards the magnetic Center of Attraction pain was a fascinating horror fry lery fry frenzied The Savage slashed again hungrily they gathered round pushing and scrambling like swine about the trough oh the flesh The Savage grounded his teeth this time it was on his shoulders that the whip descended kill it kill it drawn by the fascination of the horror of pain and from within impelled by that habit of cooperation that desire for unanimity and atonement which their conditioning had so ineradicably implanted in them they began to mime the frenzy of his gestures striking at one another as the Savage struck at his own rebellious flesh or at that plump incarnation of turpitude writhing in the Heather At His Feet kill it kill it kill it the Savage went on shouting then suddenly someone started singing Ori Porgy and in a moment they had all caught up the refrain and singing had begun to dance ory pory round and round and round beating one another in 68 time ory pory it was after midnight when the last of the helicopters took its flight stupified by Som and exhausted by a long drawn frenzy of sensuality the Savage lay sleeping in the Heather the sun was already high when he woke he lay for a moment blinking in owlish incomprehension at the light then suddenly remembered everything oh my God my God he covered his eyes with his hand that evening the swarm of helicopters that came buzzing across the hog's back was a dark cloud 10 km long the description of last night's orgy of atonement had been in all the papers Savage called the first arrivals as they all lighted from their machine Mr Savage there was no answer the door of the lighthouse was a jar they pushed it open and walked into a shuttered Twilight through an archway on the further side of the room they could see the bottom of the staircase that led up to the higher floors just under the crown of the arch dangled the pair of feet Mr Savage slowly very slowly like two unhurried Compass needles the feet turned slowly towards the right North Northeast east Southeast South South South West then paused and after a few seconds turned as unhurriedly back towards the left South Southwest South Southeast East you have been listening to Brave New World written by aldus Huxley and read by Steve Parker if you've enjoyed this book please consider supporting my future endeavors on patreon or subscribing to the YouTube account and sharing my works e