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The
Savage
looked
down
at
him
and
still
without
speaking
pushed
him
away
.
The
twin
fell
on
the
floor
and
at
once
began
to
howl
.
The
Savage
did
not
even
look
round
.
The
menial
staff
of
the
Park
Lane
Hospital
for
the
Dying
consisted
of
one
hundred
and
sixty
-
two
Deltas
divided
into
two
Bokanovsky
Groups
of
eighty
-
four
red
headed
female
and
seventy
-
eight
dark
dolychocephalic
male
twins
,
respectively
.
At
six
,
when
their
working
day
was
over
,
the
two
Groups
assembled
in
the
vestibule
of
the
Hospital
and
were
served
by
the
Deputy
Sub
-
Bursar
with
their
soma
ration
.
From
the
lift
the
Savage
stepped
out
into
the
midst
of
them
.
But
his
mind
was
elsewhere
–
with
death
,
with
his
grief
,
and
his
remorse
;
mechanicaly
,
without
consciousness
of
what
he
was
doing
,
he
began
to
shoulder
his
way
through
the
crowd
.
"
Who
are
you
pushing
?
Where
do
you
think
you
’
re
going
?
"
High
,
low
,
from
a
multitude
of
separate
throats
,
only
two
voices
squeaked
or
growled
.
Repeated
indefinitely
,
as
though
by
a
train
of
mirrors
,
two
faces
,
one
a
hairless
and
freckled
moon
haloed
in
orange
,
the
other
a
thin
,
beaked
bird
-
mask
,
stubbly
with
two
days
’
beard
,
turned
angrily
towards
him
.
Their
words
and
,
in
his
ribs
,
the
sharp
nudging
of
elbows
,
broke
through
his
unawareness
.
He
woke
once
more
to
external
reality
,
looked
round
him
,
knew
what
he
saw
–
knew
it
,
with
a
sinking
sense
of
horror
and
disgust
,
for
the
recurrent
delirium
of
his
days
and
nights
,
the
nightmare
of
swarming
indistinguishable
sameness
.
Twins
,
twins
.
.
.
.
Like
maggots
they
had
swarmed
defilingly
over
the
mystery
of
Linda
’
s
death
.
Maggots
again
,
but
larger
,
full
grown
,
they
now
crawled
across
his
grief
and
his
repentance
.
He
halted
and
,
with
bewildered
and
horrified
eyes
,
stared
round
him
at
the
khaki
mob
,
in
the
midst
of
which
,
overtopping
it
by
a
full
head
,
he
stood
.
"
How
many
goodly
creatures
are
there
here
!
"
The
singing
words
mocked
him
derisively
.
"
How
beauteous
mankind
is
!
O
brave
new
world
.
.
.
"
"
Soma
distribution
!
"
shouted
a
loud
voice
.
"
In
good
order
,
please
.
Hurry
up
there
.
"
A
door
had
been
opened
,
a
table
and
chair
carried
into
the
vestibule
.
The
voice
was
that
of
a
jaunty
young
Alpha
,
who
had
entered
carrying
a
black
iron
cash
-
box
.
A
murmur
of
satisfaction
went
up
from
the
expectant
twins
.
They
forgot
all
about
the
Savage
.
Their
attention
was
now
focused
on
the
black
cash
-
box
,
which
the
young
man
had
placed
on
the
table
,
and
was
now
in
process
of
unlocking
.
The
lid
was
lifted
.
"
Oo
-
oh
!
"
said
all
the
hundred
and
sixty
-
two
simultaneously
,
as
though
they
were
looking
at
fireworks
.
The
young
man
took
out
a
handful
of
tiny
pill
-
boxes
.
"
Now
,
"
he
said
peremptorily
,
"
step
forward
,
please
.
One
at
a
time
,
and
no
shoving
.
"
