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The
words
galvanized
Bernard
into
violent
and
unseemly
activity
.
"
Send
me
to
an
island
?
"
He
jumped
up
,
ran
across
the
room
,
and
stood
gesticulating
in
front
of
the
Controller
.
"
You
can
’
t
send
me
.
I
haven
’
t
done
anything
.
lt
was
the
others
.
I
swear
it
was
the
others
.
"
He
pointed
accusingly
to
Helmholtz
and
the
Savage
.
"
Oh
,
please
don
’
t
send
me
to
Iceland
.
I
promise
I
’
ll
do
what
I
ought
to
do
.
Give
me
another
chance
.
Please
give
me
another
chance
.
"
The
tears
began
to
flow
.
"
I
tell
you
,
it
’
s
their
fault
,
"
he
sobbed
.
"
And
not
to
Iceland
.
Oh
please
,
your
fordship
,
please
.
.
.
"
And
in
a
paroxysm
of
abjection
he
threw
himself
on
his
knees
before
the
Controller
.
Mustapha
Mond
tried
to
make
him
get
up
;
but
Bernard
persisted
in
his
grovelling
;
the
stream
of
words
poured
out
inexhaustibly
.
In
the
end
the
Controller
had
to
ring
for
his
fourth
secretary
.
"
Bring
three
men
,
"
he
ordered
,
"
and
take
Mr
.
Marx
into
a
bedroom
.
Give
him
a
good
soma
vaporization
and
then
put
him
to
bed
and
leave
him
.
"
The
fourth
secretary
went
out
and
returned
with
three
green
-
uniformed
twin
footmen
.
Still
shouting
and
sobbing
.
Bernard
was
carried
out
.
"
One
would
think
he
was
going
to
have
his
throat
cut
,
"
said
the
Controller
,
as
the
door
closed
.
"
Whereas
,
if
he
had
the
smallest
sense
,
he
’
d
understand
that
his
punishment
is
really
a
reward
.
He
’
s
being
sent
to
an
island
.
That
’
s
to
say
,
he
’
s
being
sent
to
a
place
where
he
’
ll
meet
the
most
interesting
set
of
men
and
women
to
be
found
anywhere
in
the
world
.
All
the
people
who
,
for
one
reason
or
another
,
have
got
too
self
-
consciously
individual
to
fit
into
community
-
life
.
All
the
people
who
aren
’
t
satisfied
with
orthodoxy
,
who
’
ve
got
independent
ideas
of
their
own
.
Every
one
,
in
a
word
,
who
’
s
any
one
.
I
almost
envy
you
,
Mr
.
Watson
.
"
Helmholtz
laughed
.
"
Then
why
aren
’
t
you
on
an
island
yourself
?
"
"
Because
,
finally
,
I
preferred
this
,
"
the
Controller
answered
.
"
I
was
given
the
choice
:
to
be
sent
to
an
island
,
where
I
could
have
got
on
with
my
pure
science
,
or
to
be
taken
on
to
the
Controllers
’
Council
with
the
prospect
of
succeeding
in
due
course
to
an
actual
Controllership
.
I
chose
this
and
let
the
science
go
.
"
After
a
little
silence
,
"
Sometimes
,
"
he
added
,
"
I
rather
regret
the
science
.
Happiness
is
a
hard
master
–
particularly
other
people
’
s
happiness
.
A
much
harder
master
,
if
one
isn
’
t
conditioned
to
accept
it
unquestioningly
,
than
truth
.
"
He
sighed
,
fell
silent
again
,
then
continued
in
a
brisker
tone
,
"
Well
,
duty
’
s
duty
.
One
can
’
t
consult
one
’
s
own
preference
.
I
’
m
interested
in
truth
,
I
like
science
.
But
truth
’
s
a
menace
,
science
is
a
public
danger
.
As
dangerous
as
it
’
s
been
beneficent
.
It
has
given
us
the
stablest
equilibrium
in
history
.
China
’
s
was
hopelessly
insecure
by
comparison
;
even
the
primitive
matriarchies
weren
’
t
steadier
than
we
are
.
Thanks
,
l
repeat
,
to
science
.
But
we
can
’
t
allow
science
to
undo
its
own
good
work
.
That
’
s
why
we
so
carefully
limit
the
scope
of
its
researches
–
that
’
s
why
I
almost
got
sent
to
an
island
.
We
don
’
t
allow
it
to
deal
with
any
but
the
most
immediate
problems
of
the
moment
.
All
other
enquiries
are
most
sedulously
discouraged
.
It
’
s
curious
,
"
he
went
on
after
a
little
pause
,
"
to
read
what
people
in
the
time
of
Our
Ford
used
to
write
about
scientific
progress
.
They
seemed
to
have
imagined
that
it
could
be
allowed
to
go
on
indefinitely
,
regardless
of
everything
else
.
Knowledge
was
the
highest
good
,
truth
the
supreme
value
;
all
the
rest
was
secondary
and
subordinate
.
True
,
ideas
were
beginning
to
change
even
then
.
Our
Ford
himself
did
a
great
deal
to
shift
the
emphasis
from
truth
and
beauty
to
comfort
and
happiness
.
Mass
production
demanded
the
shift
.
Universal
happiness
keeps
the
wheels
steadily
turning
;
truth
and
beauty
can
’
t
.
And
,
of
course
,
whenever
the
masses
seized
political
power
,
then
it
was
happiness
rather
than
truth
and
beauty
that
mattered
.
Still
,
in
spite
of
everytung
,
unrestricted
scientific
research
was
still
permitted
.
People
still
went
on
talking
about
truth
and
beauty
as
though
they
were
the
sovereign
goods
.
Right
up
to
the
time
of
the
Nine
Years
’
War
.
That
made
them
change
their
tune
all
right
.
What
’
s
the
point
of
truth
or
beauty
or
knowledge
when
the
anthrax
bombs
are
popping
all
around
you
?
That
was
when
science
first
began
to
be
controlled
–
after
the
Nine
Years
’
War
.
People
were
ready
to
have
even
their
appetites
controlled
then
.
Anything
for
a
quiet
life
.
We
’
ve
gone
on
controlling
ever
since
.
It
hasn
’
t
been
very
good
for
truth
,
of
course
.
But
it
’
s
been
very
good
for
happiness
.
One
can
’
t
have
something
for
nothing
.
Happiness
has
got
to
be
paid
for
.
You
’
re
paying
for
it
,
Mr
.
Watson
–
paying
because
you
happen
to
be
too
much
interested
in
beauty
.
I
was
too
much
interested
in
truth
;
I
paid
too
.
"
"
But
you
didn
’
t
go
to
an
island
,
"
said
the
Savage
,
breaking
a
long
silence
.
