О дивный новый мир
Chapter 11
"Ourlibrary,"saidDr.Gaffney,"containsonlybooksofreference.Ifouryoungpeopleneeddistraction,theycangetitatthefeelies.Wedon’tencouragethemtoindulgeinanysolitaryamusements."
Fivebus-loadsofboysandgirls,singingorinasilentembracement,rolledpastthemoverthevitrifiedhighway.
"Justreturned,"explainedDr.Gaffney,whileBernard,whispering,madeanappointmentwiththeHeadMistressforthatveryevening,"fromtheSloughCrematorium.Deathconditioningbeginsateighteenmonths.EverytotspendstwomorningsaweekinaHospitalfortheDying.Allthebesttoysarekeptthere,andtheygetchocolatecreamondeathdays.Theylearntotakedyingasamatterofcourse."
"Likeanyotherphysiologicalprocess,"putintheHeadMistressprofessionally.
Eighto’clockattheSavoy.Itwasallarranged.
OntheirwaybacktoLondontheystoppedattheTelevisionCorporation’sfactoryatBrentford.
"DoyoumindwaitinghereamomentwhileIgoandtelephone?"askedBernard.
TheSavagewaitedandwatched.TheMainDay-Shiftwasjustgoingoffduty.Crowdsoflower-casteworkerswerequeuedupinfrontofthemonorailstation-sevenoreighthundredGamma,DeltaandEpsilonmenandwomen,withnotmorethanadozenfacesandstaturesbetweenthem.Toeachofthem,withhisorherticket,thebookingclerkpushedoveralittlecardboardpillbox.Thelongcaterpillarofmenandwomenmovedslowlyforward.
"What’sinthose"(rememberingTheMerchantofVenice)"thosecaskets?"theSavageenquiredwhenBernardhadrejoinedhim.