О дивный новый мир

           Awriggleofthearms,aliftingfirstoftherightfoot,thentheleft:thezippicamiknickswerelyinglifelessandasthoughdeflatedonthefloor.

           Stillwearinghershoesandsocks,andherrakishlytiltedroundwhitecap,sheadvancedtowardshim."Darling.Darling!Ifonlyyou’dsaidsobefore!"Sheheldoutherarms.

           Butinsteadofalsosaying"Darling!"andholdingouthisarms,theSavageretreatedinterror,flappinghishandsatherasthoughheweretryingtoscareawaysomeintrudinganddangerousanimal.Fourbackwardssteps,andhewasbroughttobayagainstthewall.

           "Sweet!"saidLeninaand,layingherhandsonhisshoulders,pressedherselfagainsthim."Putyourarmsroundme,"shecommanded."Hugmetillyoudrugme,honey."Shetoohadpoetryathercommand,knewwordsthatsangandwerespellsandbeatdrums."Kissme";sheclosedhereyes,shelethervoicesinktoasleepymurmur,"KissmetillI’minacoma.Hugme,honey,snuggly..."

           TheSavagecaughtherbythewrists,toreherhandsfromhisshoulders,thrustherroughlyawayatarm’slength.

           "Ow,you’rehurtingme,you’re...oh!"Shewassuddenlysilent.Terrorhadmadeherforgetthepain.Openinghereyes,shehadseenhisface–no,nothisface,aferociousstranger’s,pale,distorted,twitchingwithsomeinsane,inexplicablefury.Aghast,"Butwhatisit,John?"shewhispered.Hedidnotanswer,butonlystaredintoherfacewiththosemadeyes.Thehandsthatheldherwristsweretrembling.Hebreatheddeeplyandirregularly.