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Mustapha
Mond
shrugged
his
shoulders
.
"
You
’
re
welcome
,
"
he
said
.
The
door
was
ajar
;
they
entered
.
"
John
!
"
From
the
bathroom
came
an
unpleasant
and
characteristic
sound
.
"
Is
there
anything
the
matter
?
"
Helmholtz
called
.
There
was
no
answer
.
The
unpleasant
sound
was
repeated
,
twice
;
there
was
silence
.
Then
,
with
a
click
the
bathroom
door
opened
and
,
very
pale
,
the
Savage
emerged
.
"
I
say
,
"
Helmholtz
exclaimed
solicitously
,
"
you
do
look
ill
,
John
!
"
"
Did
you
eat
something
that
didn
’
t
agree
with
you
?
"
asked
Bernard
.
The
Savage
nodded
.
"
I
ate
civilization
.
"
"
What
?
"
"
It
poisoned
me
;
I
was
defiled
.
And
then
,
"
he
added
,
in
a
lower
tone
,
"
I
ate
my
own
wickedness
.
"
"
Yes
,
but
what
exactly
?
.
.
.
I
mean
,
just
now
you
were
.
.
.
"
"
Now
I
am
purified
,
"
said
the
Savage
.
"
I
drank
some
mustard
and
warm
water
.
"
The
others
stared
at
him
in
astonishment
.
"
Do
you
mean
to
say
that
you
were
doing
it
on
purpose
?
"
asked
Bernard
.
"
That
’
s
how
the
Indians
always
purify
themselves
.
"
He
sat
down
and
,
sighing
,
passed
his
hand
across
his
forehead
.
"
I
shall
rest
for
a
few
minutes
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
’
m
rather
tired
.
"
