О дивный новый мир
Chapter 7
Leninanoddedheravertedhead,letoutthebreathshehadbeenholdingandmanagedtodrawanotherone,relativelyuntainted."Well,here,"theotherwenton,"nobody’ssupposedtobelongtomorethanoneperson.Andifyouhavepeopleintheordinaryway,theothersthinkyou’rewickedandanti-social.Theyhateanddespiseyou.Oncealotofwomencameandmadeascenebecausetheirmencametoseeme.Well,whynot?Andthentheyrushedatme...No,itwastooawful.Ican’ttellyouaboutit."Lindacoveredherfacewithherhandsandshuddered."They’resohateful,thewomenhere.Mad,madandcruel.Andofcoursetheydon’tknowanythingaboutMalthusianDrill,orbottles,ordecanting,oranythingofthatsort.Sothey’rehavingchildrenallthetime–likedogs.It’stoorevolting.AndtothinkthatI...Oh,Ford,Ford,Ford!AndyetJohnwasagreatcomforttome.Idon’tknowwhatIshouldhavedonewithouthim.Eventhoughhedidgetsoupsetwheneveraman...
Quiteasatinyboy,even.Once(butthatwaswhenhewasbigger)hetriedtokillpoorWaihusiwa–orwasitPopé?–justbecauseIusedtohavethemsometimes.BecauseInevercouldmakehimunderstandthatthatwaswhatcivilizedpeopleoughttodo.Beingmad’sinfectiousIbelieve.Anyhow,JohnseemstohavecaughtitfromtheIndians.Because,ofcourse,hewaswiththemalot.Eventhoughtheyalwaysweresobeastlytohimandwouldn’tlethimdoallthethingstheotherboysdid
