О дивный новый мир

           Theapproachestothemonorailstationwereblackwiththeant-likepullulationoflower-casteactivity.Fromundertheglassvaultalightedtrainshotoutintotheopen.FollowingitssoutheasterlycourseacrossthedarkplaintheireyesweredrawntothemajesticbuildingsoftheSloughCrematorium.Forthesafetyofnight-flyingplanes,itsfourtallchimneyswereflood-lightedandtippedwithcrimsondangersignals.Itwasalandmark.

           "Whydothesmoke-stackshavethosethingslikebalconiesaroundthem?"enquiredLenina.

           "Phosphorusrecovery,"explainedHenrytelegraphically."Ontheirwayupthechimneythegasesgothroughfourseparatetreatments.P2O5usedtogorightoutofcirculationeverytimetheycrematedsomeone.Nowtheyrecoveroverninety-eightpercentofit.Morethanakiloandahalfperadultcorpse.WhichmakesthebestpartoffourhundredtonsofphosphoruseveryyearfromEnglandalone."Henryspokewithahappypride,rejoicingwhole-heartedlyintheachievement,asthoughithadbeenhisown."Finetothinkwecangoonbeingsociallyusefulevenafterwe’redead.Makingplantsgrow."

           Lenina,meanwhile,hadturnedhereyesawayandwaslookingperpendicularlydownwardsatthemonorailstation."Fine,"sheagreed."ButqueerthatAlphasandBetaswon’tmakeanymoreplantsgrowthanthosenastylittleGammasandDeltasandEpsilonsdownthere."

           "EvenanEpsilon..."