О дивный новый мир

           Shelookedupwithacertainanxiety."Butyoudon’tthinkI’mtooplump,doyou?"

           Heshookhishead.Likesomuchmeat.

           "YouthinkI’mallright."Anothernod."Ineveryway?"

           "Perfect,"hesaidaloud.Andinwardly."Shethinksofherselfthatway.Shedoesn’tmindbeingmeat."

           Leninasmiledtriumphantly.Buthersatisfactionwaspremature.

           "Allthesame,"hewenton,afteralittlepause,"Istillratherwishithadallendeddifferently."

           "Differently?"Werethereotherendings?

           "Ididn’twantittoendwithourgoingtobed,"hespecified.

           Leninawasastonished.

           "Notatonce,notthefirstday."

           "Butthenwhat...?"

           Hebegantotalkalotofincomprehensibleanddangerousnonsense.Leninadidherbesttostoptheearsofhermind;buteverynowandthenaphrasewouldinsistonbecomingaudible."...totrytheeffectofarrestingmyimpulses,"sheheardhimsay.Thewordsseemedtotouchaspringinhermind.

           "Neverputofftillto-morrowthefunyoucanhaveto?day,"shesaidgravely.

           "Twohundredrepetitions,twiceaweekfromfourteentosixteenandahalf,"wasallhiscomment.Themadbadtalkrambledon."Iwanttoknowwhatpassionis,"sheheardhimsaying."Iwanttofeelsomethingstrongly."

           "Whentheindividualfeels,thecommunityreels,"Leninapronounced.

           "Well,whyshouldn’titreelabit?"

           "Bernard!"

           ButBernardremainedunabashed.

           "Adultsintellectuallyandduringworkinghours,"hewenton."Infantswherefeelinganddesireareconcerned."