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Brave New World
by Aldous Huxley
Chapter Fourteen
THE Park Lane Hospital for the Dying was a sixty-story tower of primrose1 tiles. As the Savage2 stepped out of his taxicopter a convoy3 of gaily-coloured aerial hearses rose whirring from the roof and darted4 away across the Park, westwards, bound for the Slough6 Crematorium. At the lift gates the presiding porter gave him the information he required, and he dropped down to Ward5 81 (a Galloping7 Senility ward, the porter explained) on the seventeenth floor.
It was a large room bright with sunshine and yellow paint, and containing twenty beds, all occupied. Linda was dying in company-in company and with all the modern conveniences. The air was continuously alive with gay synthetic8 melodies. At the foot of every bed, confronting its moribund9 occupant, was a television box. Television was left on, a running tap, from morning till night. Every quarter of an hour the prevailing10 perfume of the room was automatically changed. "We try," explained the nurse, who had taken charge of the Savage at the door, "we try to create a thoroughly11 pleasant atmosphere here-some-thing between a first-class hotel and a feely-palace, if you take my meaning."
"Where is she?" asked the Savage, ignoring these polite explanations.
The nurse was offended. "You are in a hurry," she said.
"Is there any hope?" he asked.
"You mean, of her not dying?" (He nodded.) "No, of course there isn't. When somebody's sent here, there's no ..." Startled by the expression of distress12 on his pale face, she suddenly broke off. "Why, whatever is the matter?" she asked. She was not accustomed to this kind of thing in visitors. (Not that there were many visitors anyhow: or any reason why there should be many visitors.) "You're not feeling ill, are you?"
He shook his head. "She's my mother," he said in a scarcely audible voice.
The nurse glanced at him with startled, horrified13 eyes; then quickly looked away. From throat to temple she was all one hot blush.
"Take me to her," said the Savage, making an effort to speak in an ordinary tone.
Still blushing, she led the way down the ward. Faces still fresh and un-withered (for senility galloped14 so hard that it had no time to age the cheeks-only the heart and brain) turned as they passed. Their progress was followed by the blank, incurious eyes of second infancy15. The Savage shuddered16 as he looked.
Linda was lying in the last of the long row of beds, next to the wall. Propped17 up on pillows, she was watching the Semi-finals of the South American Riemann-Surface Tennis Championship, which were being played in silent and diminished reproduction on the screen of the television box at the foot of the bed. Hither and thither18 across their square of illuminated19 glass the little figures noiselessly darted, like fish in an aquarium20-the silent but agitated21 inhabitants of another world.
Linda looked on, vaguely22 and uncomprehendingly smiling. Her pale, bloated face wore an expression of imbecile happiness. Every now and then her eyelids23 closed, and for a few seconds she seemed to be dozing24. Then with a little start she would wake up again-wake up to the aquarium antics of the Tennis Champions, to the Super-Vox-Wurlitzeriana rendering25 of "Hug me till you drug me, honey," to the warm draught26 of verbena that came blowing through the ventilator above her head-would wake to these things, or rather to a dream of which these things, transformed and embellished27 by the soma in her blood, were the marvellous constituents28, and smile once more her broken and discoloured smile of infantile contentment.
"Well, I must go," said the nurse. "I've got my batch29 of children coming. Besides, there's Number 3." She pointed30 up the ward. "Might go off any minute now. Well, make yourself comfortable." She walked briskly away.
The Savage sat down beside the bed.
"Linda," he whispered, taking her hand.
At the sound of her name, she turned. Her vague eyes brightened with recognition. She squeezed his hand, she smiled, her lips moved; then quite suddenly her head fell forward. She was asleep. He sat watching her-seeking through the tired flesh, seeking and finding that young, bright face which had stooped over his childhood in Malpais, remembering (and he closed his eyes) her voice, her movements, all the events of their life together. "Streptocock-Gee to Banbury T ..." How beautiful her singing had been! And those childish rhymes, how magically strange and mysterious!
/A, B, C, vitamin D:
The fat's in the liver, the cod's in the sea.
He felt the hot tears welling up behind his eyelids as he recalled the words and Linda's voice as she repeated them. And then the reading lessons: The tot is in the pot, the cat is on the mat; and the Elementary Instructions for Beta Workers in the Embryo31 Store. And long evenings by the fire or, in summertime, on the roof of the little house, when she told him those stories about the Other Place, outside the Reservation: that beautiful, beautiful Other Place, whose memory, as of a heaven, a paradise of goodness and loveliness, he still kept whole and intact, undefiled by contact with the reality of this real London, these actual civilized32 men and women.
A sudden noise of shrill33 voices made him open his eyes and, after hastily brushing away the tears, look round. What seemed an interminable stream of identical eight-year-old male twins was pouring into the room. Twin after twin, twin after twin, they came-a nightmare. Their faces, their repeated face-for there was only one between the lot of them-puggishly stared, all nostrils34 and pale goggling35 eyes. Their uniform was khaki. All their mouths hung open. Squealing37 and chattering38 they entered. In a moment, it seemed, the ward was maggoty with them. They swarmed39 between the beds, clambered over, crawled under, peeped into the television boxes, made faces at the patients. Linda astonished and rather alarmed them. A group stood clustered at the foot of her bed, staring with the frightened and stupid curiosity of animals suddenly confronted by the unknown. "Oh, look, look!" They spoke40 in low, scared voices. "Whatever is the matter with her? Why is she so fat?"
They had never seen a face like hers before-had never seen a face that was not youthful and taut-skinned, a body that had ceased to be slim and upright. All these moribund sexagenarians had the appearance of childish girls. At forty-four, Linda seemed, by contrast, a monster of flaccid and distorted senility.
"Isn't she awful?" came the whispered comments. "Look at her teeth!" Suddenly from under the bed a pug-faced twin popped up between John's chair and the wall, and began peering into Linda's sleeping face. "I say ..." he began; but the sentence ended prematurely41 in a squeal36. The Savage had seized him by the collar, lifted him clear over the chair and, with a smart box on the ears, sent him howling away. His yells brought the Head Nurse hurrying to the rescue. "What have you been doing to him?" she demanded fiercely. "I won't have you striking the children."
"Well then, keep them away from this bed." The Savage's voice was trembling with indignation. "What are these filthy42 little brats43 doing here at all? It's disgraceful!"
"Disgraceful? But what do you mean? They're being death-conditioned. And I tell you," she warned him truculently44, "if I have any more of your interference with their conditioning, I'll send for the porters and have you thrown out."
The Savage rose to his feet and took a couple of steps towards her. His movements and the expression on his face were so menacing that the nurse fell back in terror. With a great effort he checked himself and, without speaking, turned away and sat down again by the bed. Reassured45, but with a dignity that was a trifle shrill and uncertain, "I've warned you," said the nurse, "I've warned you," said the nurse, "so mind." Still, she led the too inquisitive46 twins away and made them join in the game of hunt-the-zipper47, which had been organized by one of her colleagues at the other end of the room.
"Run along now and have your cup of caffeine solution, dear," she said to the other nurse. The exercise of authority restored her confidence, made her feel better. "Now children!" she called. Linda had stirred uneasily, had opened her eyes for a moment, looked vaguely around, and then once more dropped off to sleep. Sitting beside her, the Savage tried hard to recapture his mood of a few minutes before. "A, B, C, vitamin D," he repeated to himself, as though the words were a spell that would restore the dead past to life. But the spell was ineffective. Obstinately48 the beautiful memories refused to rise; there was only a hateful resurrection of jealousies49 and uglinesses and miseries50. Pope with the blood trickling51 down from his cut shoulder; and Linda hideously52 asleep, and the flies buzzing round the spilt mescal on the floor beside the bed; and the boys calling those names as she passed. ... Ah, no, no! He shut his eyes, he shook his head in strenuous53 denial of these memories. "A, B, C, vitamin D ..." He tried to think of those times when he sat on her knees and she put her arms about him and sang, over and over again, rocking him, rocking him to sleep. "A, B, C, vitamin D, vitamin D, vitamin D ..." The Super-Vox-Wurlitzeriana had risen to a sobbing54 crescendo55; and suddenly the verbena gave place, in the scent-circulating system, to an intense patchouli. Linda stirred, woke up, stared for a few seconds bewilderly at the Semi-finalists, then, lifting her face, sniffed56 once or twice at the newly perfumed air and suddenly smiled-a smile of childish ecstasy57.
"Pope!" she murmured, and closed her eyes. "Oh, I do so like it, I do ..." She sighed and let herself sink back into the pillows. "But, Linda!" The Savage spoke imploringly59, "Don't you know me?" He had tried so hard, had done his very best; why wouldn't she allow him to forget? He squeezed her limp hand almost with violence, as though he would force her to come back from this dream of ignoble60 pleasures, from these base and hateful memories-back into the present, back into reality: the appalling61 present, the awful reality-but sublime62, but significant, but desperately63 important precisely64 because of the imminence65 of that which made them so fearful. "Don't you know me, Linda?"
He felt the faint answering pressure of her hand. The tears started into his eyes. He bent66 over her and kissed her.
Her lips moved. "Pope!" she whispered again, and it was as though he had had a pailful of ordure thrown in his face.
Anger suddenly boiled up in him. Balked67 for the second time, the passion of his grief had found another outlet68, was transformed into a passion of agonized69 rage.
"But I'm John!" he shouted. "I'm John!" And in his furious misery70 he actually caught her by the shoulder and shook her. Linda's eyes fluttered open; she saw him, knew him-"John!"-but situated71 the real face, the real and violent hands, in an imaginary world-among the inward and private equivalents of patchouli and the Super-Wurlitzer, among the transfigured memories and the strangely transposed sensations that constituted the universe of her dream. She knew him for John, her son, but fancied him an intruder into that paradisal Malpais where she had been spending her soma-holiday with Pope. He was angry because she liked Pope, he was shaking her because Pope was there in the bed-as though there were something wrong, as though all civilized people didn't do the same. "Every one belongs to every ..." Her voice suddenly died into an almost inaudible breathless croaking72. Her mouth fell open: she made a desperate effort to fill her lungs with air. But it was as though she had forgotten how to breathe. She tried to cry out-but no sound came; only the terror of her staring eyes revealed what she was suffering. Her hands went to her throat, then clawed at the air-the air she could no longer breathe, the air that, for her, had ceased to exist.
The Savage was on his feet, bent over her. "What is it, Linda? What is it?" His voice was imploring58; it was as though he were begging to be reassured.
The look she gave him was charged with an unspeakable terror-with terror and, it seemed to him, reproach.
She tried to raise herself in bed, but fell back on to the pillows. Her face was horribly distorted, her lips blue. The Savage turned and ran up the ward. "Quick, quick!" he shouted. "Quick!"
Standing73 in the centre of a ring of zipper-hunting twins, the Head Nurse looked round. The first moment's astonishment74 gave place almost instantly to disapproval75. "Don't shout! Think of the little ones," she said, frowning. "You might decondition ... But what are you doing?" He had broken through the ring. "Be careful!" A child was yelling. "Quick, quick!" He caught her by the sleeve, dragged her after him. "Quick! Something's happened. I've killed her." By the time they were back at the end of the ward Linda was dead.
The Savage stood for a moment in frozen silence, then fell on his knees beside the bed and, covering his face with his hands, sobbed76 uncontrollably.
The nurse stood irresolute77, looking now at the kneeling figure by the bed (the scandalous exhibition!) and now (poor children!) at the twins who had stopped their hunting of the zipper and were staring from the other end of the ward, staring with all their eyes and nostrils at the shocking scene that was being enacted78 round Bed 20. Should she speak to him? try to bring him back to a sense of decency79? remind him of where he was? of what fatal mischief80 he might do to these poor innocents? Undoing81 all their wholesome82 death-conditioning with this disgusting outcry-as though death were something terrible, as though any one mattered as much as all that! It might give them the most disastrous83 ideas about the subject, might upset them into reacting in the entirely84 wrong, the utterly85 anti-social way.
She stepped forward, she touched him on the shoulder. "Can't you behave?" she said in a low, angry voice. But, looking around, she saw that half a dozen twins were already on their feet and advancing down the ward. The circle was disintegrating86. In another moment ... No, the risk was too great; the whole Group might be put back six or seven months in its conditioning. She hurried back towards her menaced charges.
"Now, who wants a chocolate eclair?" she asked in a loud, cheerful tone.
"Me!" yelled the entire Bokanovsky Group in chorus. Bed 20 was completely forgotten.
"Oh, God, God, God ..." the Savage kept repeating to himself. In the chaos87 of grief and remorse88 that filled his mind it was the one articulate word. "God!" he whispered it aloud. "God ..." "Whatever is he saying?" said a voice, very near, distinct and shrill through the warblings of the Super-Wurlitzer.
The Savage violently started and, uncovering his face, looked round. Five khaki twins, each with the stump89 of a long eclair in his right hand, and their identical faces variously smeared90 with liquid chocolate, were standing in a row, puggily goggling at him.
They met his eyes and simultaneously91 grinned. One of them pointed with his eclair butt92. "Is she dead?" he asked.
The Savage stared at them for a moment in silence. Then in silence he rose to his feet, in silence slowly walked towards the door.
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synthetic
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galloped
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infancy
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aquarium
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rendering
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astonishment
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disapproval
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wholesome
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disintegrating
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chaos
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remorse
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stump
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butt
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