О дивный новый мир

           Butitmakesyoufeelsobadafterwards.themescaldoes,andyou’resickwiththepeyotl;besidesitalwaysmadethatawfulfeelingofbeingashamedmuchworsethenextday.AndIwassoashamed.Justthinkofit:me,aBeta–havingababy:putyourselfinmyplace."(ThemeresuggestionmadeLeninashudder.)"Thoughitwasn’tmyfault,Iswear;becauseIstilldon’tknowhowithappened,seeingthatIdidalltheMalthusianDrill–youknow,bynumbers,One,two,three,four,always,Iswearit;butallthesameithappened,andofcoursetherewasn’tanythinglikeanAbortionCentrehere.IsitstilldowninChelsea,bytheway?"sheasked.Leninanodded."AndstillfloodlightedonTuesdaysandFridays?"Leninanoddedagain."Thatlovelypinkglasstower!"PoorLindaliftedherfaceandwithclosedeyesecstaticallycontemplatedthebrightrememberedimage."Andtheriveratnight,"shewhispered.Greattearsoozedslowlyoutfrombehindhertight-shuteyelids."AndflyingbackintheeveningfromStokePoges.Andthenahotbathandvibro-vacuummassage...Butthere."Shedrewadeepbreath,shookherhead,openedhereyesagain,sniffedonceortwice,thenblewhernoseonherfingersandwipedthemontheskirtofhertunic."Oh,I’msosorry,"shesaidinresponsetoLenina’sinvoluntarygrimaceofdisgust."Ioughtn’ttohavedonethat.I’msorry.Butwhatareyoutodowhentherearen’tanyhandkerchiefs?Irememberhowitusedtoupsetme,allthatdirt,andnothingbeingaseptic.Ihadanawfulcutonmyheadwhentheyfirstbroughtmehere.