О дивный новый мир

           AfterthattheSavagewasleftforatimeinpeace.Afewhelicopterscameandhoveredinquisitivelyroundthetower.Heshotanarrowintotheimportunatelynearestofthem.Itpiercedthealuminumfloorofthecabin;therewasashrillyell,andthemachinewentrocketingupintotheairwithalltheaccelerationthatitssuper-chargercouldgiveit.Theothers,infuture,kepttheirdistancerespectfully.Ignoringtheirtiresomehumming(helikenedhimselfinhisimaginationtooneofthesuitorsoftheMaidenofMátsaki,unmovedandpersistentamongthewingedvermin),theSavagedugatwhatwastobehisgarden.Afteratimetheverminevidentlybecameboredandflewaway;forhoursatastretchtheskyabovehisheadwasemptyand,butforthelarks,silent.

           Theweatherwasbreathlesslyhot,therewasthunderintheair.Hehaddugallthemorningandwasresting,stretchedoutalongthefloor.AndsuddenlythethoughtofLeninawasarealpresence,nakedandtangible,saying"Sweet!"and"Putyourarmsroundme!"–inshoesandsocks,perfumed.Impudentstrumpet!Butoh,oh,herarmsroundhisneck,theliftingofherbreasts,hermouth!Eternitywasinourlipsandeyes.Lenina...No,no,no,no!Hesprangtohisfeetand,halfnakedashewas,ranoutofthehouse.Attheedgeoftheheathstoodaclumpofhoaryjuniperbushes.Heflunghimselfagainstthem,heembraced,notthesmoothbodyofhisdesires,butanarmfulofgreenspikes.Sharp,withathousandpoints,theyprickedhim.