О дивный новый мир

           Because,afterall,it’sthesortofaccidentthatmighthavehappenedtoanyone;and,ofcourse,thesocialbodypersistsalthoughthecomponentcellsmaychange."Butthissleep-taughtconsolationdidnotseemtobeveryeffective.Shakinghishead,"Iactuallydreamaboutitsometimes,"theDirectorwentoninalowvoice."Dreamofbeingwokenupbythatpealofthunderandfindinghergone;dreamofsearchingandsearchingforherunderthetrees."Helapsedintothesilenceofreminiscence.

           "Youmusthavehadaterribleshock,"saidBernard,almostenviously.

           AtthesoundofhisvoicetheDirectorstartedintoaguiltyrealizationofwherehewas;shotaglanceatBernard,andavertinghiseyes,blusheddarkly;lookedathimagainwithsuddensuspicionand,angrilyonhisdignity,"Don’timagine,"hesaid,"thatI’dhadanyindecorousrelationwiththegirl.Nothingemotional,nothinglong-drawn.Itwasallperfectlyhealthyandnormal."HehandedBernardthepermit."Ireallydon’tknowwhyIboredyouwiththistrivialanecdote."Furiouswithhimselfforhavinggivenawayadiscreditablesecret,heventedhisrageonBernard.Thelookinhiseyeswasnowfranklymalignant."AndIshouldliketotakethisopportunity,Mr.Marx,"hewenton,"ofsayingthatI’mnotatallpleasedwiththereportsIreceiveofyourbehaviouroutsideworkinghours.Youmaysaythatthisisnotmybusiness.Butitis.IhavethegoodnameoftheCentretothinkof.Myworkersmustbeabovesuspicion,particularlythoseofthehighestcastes.