О дивный новый мир
Chapter 9
Hegazed,heclaspedhishands,hislipsmoved."Hereyes,"hemurmured,
"Hereyes,herhair,hercheek,hergait,hervoice;HandlestinthydiscourseO!thatherhand,InwhosecomparisonallwhitesareinkWritingtheirownreproach;towhosesoftseizureThecygnet’sdownisharsh..."
Aflybuzzedroundher;hewaveditaway."Flies,"heremembered,
"OnthewhitewonderofdearJuliet’shand,mayseizeAndstealimmortalblessingfromherlips,Who,eveninpureandvestalmodesty,Stillblush,asthinkingtheirownkissessin."
Veryslowly,withthehesitatinggestureofonewhoreachesforwardtostrokeashyandpossiblyratherdangerousbird,heputouthishand.Ithungtheretrembling,withinaninchofthoselimpfingers,onthevergeofcontact.Didhedare?Daretoprofanewithhisunworthiesthandthat...No,hedidn’t.Thebirdwastoodangerous.Hishanddroppedback.Howbeautifulshewas!Howbeautiful!
Thensuddenlyhefoundhimselfreflectingthathehadonlytotakeholdofthezipperatherneckandgiveonelong,strongpull...Heshuthiseyes,heshookhisheadwiththegestureofadogshakingitsearsasitemergesfromthewater.Detestablethought!Hewasashamedofhimself.Pureandvestalmodesty...
Therewasahummingintheair.Anotherflytryingtostealimmortalblessings?Awasp?Helooked,sawnothing.Thehumminggrewlouderandlouder,localizeditselfasbeingoutsidetheshutteredwindows
