О дивный новый мир
Chapter 3
Andwhat’smore,"Fannywenton,pointinganaccusingfinger,"there’sbeennobodyelseexceptHenryallthattime.Hasthere?"
Leninablushedscarlet;buthereyes,thetoneofhervoiceremaineddefiant."No,therehasn’tbeenanyoneelse,"sheansweredalmosttruculently."AndIjollywelldon’tseewhythereshouldhavebeen."
"Oh,shejollywelldoesn’tseewhythereshouldhavebeen,"Fannyrepeated,asthoughtoaninvisiblelistenerbehindLenina’sleftshoulder.Then,withasuddenchangeoftone,"Butseriously,"shesaid,"Ireallydothinkyououghttobecareful.It’ssuchhorriblybadformtogoonandonlikethiswithoneman.Atforty,orthirty-five,itwouldn’tbesobad.Butatyourage,Lenina!No,itreallywon’tdo.AndyouknowhowstronglytheD.H.C.objectstoanythingintenseorlong-drawn.FourmonthsofHenryFoster,withouthavinganotherman–why,he’dbefuriousifheknew..."
"Thinkofwaterunderpressureinapipe."Theythoughtofit."Ipierceitonce,"saidtheController."Whatajet!"
Hepiercedittwentytimes.Thereweretwentypiddlinglittlefountains.
"Mybaby.Mybaby...!"
"Mother!"Themadnessisinfectious.
"Mylove,myoneandonly,precious,precious..."
Mother,monogamy,romance.Highspurtsthefountain;fierceandfoamythewildjet.Theurgehasbutasingleoutlet.Mylove,mybaby.Nowonderthesepoorpre-modernsweremadandwickedandmiserable.