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I
realised
that
I
had
to
repeat
this
idiotic
formula
;
and
then
began
the
insanest
ceremony
.
The
voice
in
the
dark
began
intoning
a
mad
litany
,
line
by
line
,
and
I
and
the
rest
to
repeat
it
.
As
they
did
so
,
they
swayed
from
side
to
side
in
the
oddest
way
,
and
beat
their
hands
upon
their
knees
;
and
I
followed
their
example
.
I
could
have
imagined
I
was
already
dead
and
in
another
world
.
That
dark
hut
,
these
grotesque
dim
figures
,
just
flecked
here
and
there
by
a
glimmer
of
light
,
and
all
of
them
swaying
in
unison
and
chanting
,
"
Not
to
go
on
all-fours
;
that
is
the
Law
.
Are
we
not
Men
?
"
Not
to
suck
up
Drink
;
that
is
the
Law
.
Are
we
not
Men
?
"
Not
to
eat
Fish
or
Flesh
;
that
is
the
Law
.
Are
we
not
Men
?
"
Not
to
claw
the
Bark
of
Trees
;
that
is
the
Law
.
Are
we
not
Men
?
"
Not
to
chase
other
Men
;
that
is
the
Law
.
Are
we
not
Men
?
"
And
so
from
the
prohibition
of
these
acts
of
folly
,
on
to
the
prohibition
of
what
I
thought
then
were
the
maddest
,
most
impossible
,
and
most
indecent
things
one
could
well
imagine
.
A
kind
of
rhythmic
fervour
fell
on
all
of
us
;
we
gabbled
and
swayed
faster
and
faster
,
repeating
this
amazing
Law
.
Superficially
the
contagion
of
these
brutes
was
upon
me
,
but
deep
down
within
me
the
laughter
and
disgust
struggled
together
.
We
ran
through
a
long
list
of
prohibitions
,
and
then
the
chant
swung
round
to
a
new
formula
.
"
His
is
the
House
of
Pain
.
"
His
is
the
Hand
that
makes
.
"
His
is
the
Hand
that
wounds
.
"
His
is
the
Hand
that
heals
.
"
And
so
on
for
another
long
series
,
mostly
quite
incomprehensible
gibberish
to
me
about
Him
,
whoever
he
might
be
.
I
could
have
fancied
it
was
a
dream
,
but
never
before
have
I
heard
chanting
in
a
dream
.
"
His
is
the
lightning
flash
,
"
we
sang
.
"
His
is
the
deep
,
salt
sea
.
"
A
horrible
fancy
came
into
my
head
that
Moreau
,
after
animalising
these
men
,
had
infected
their
dwarfed
brains
with
a
kind
of
deification
of
himself
.
However
,
I
was
too
keenly
aware
of
white
teeth
and
strong
claws
about
me
to
stop
my
chanting
on
that
account
.
"
His
are
the
stars
in
the
sky
.
"
At
last
that
song
ended
.
