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“Yes, I do find it of sufficient scientific interest,” said the deep voice. “Bring
these two individuals back to London with you.”

“Your fordship is aware that I shall need a special permit .”
“The necessary orders,” said Mustapha Mond, “are being sent to the Warden
of the Reservation at this moment. You will proceed at once to the Warden’s
Office. Good-morning, Mr. Marx.”
There was silence. Bernard hung up the receiver and hurried up to the roof.
“Warden’s Office,” he said to the Gamma-green octoroon.

At ten fifty-four Bernard was shaking hands with the Warden.
“Delighted, Mr. Marx, delighted.” His boom was deferential. “We have just
received special orders .”
“I know,” said Bernard, interrupting him. “I was talking to his fordship on
the phone a moment ago.” His bored tone implied that he was in the habit of
talking to his fordship every day of the week. He dropped into a chair. “If you’ll
kindly take all the necessary steps as soon as possible. As soon as possible,” he
emphatically repeated. He was thoroughly enjoying himself.
At eleven three he had all the necessary papers in his pocket.

“So long,” he said patronizingly to the Warden, who had accompanied him as
far as the lift gates. “So long.”
He walked across to the hotel, had a bath, a vibro-vac massage, and an elec-
trolytic shave, listened in to the morning’s news, looked in for half an hour on
the televisor, ate a leisured luncheon, and at half-past two flew back with the
octoroon to Malpais.
The young man stood outside the rest-house.
“Bernard,” he called. “Bernard!” There was no answer.

Noiseless on his deerksin moccasins, he ran up the steps and tried the door. The
door was locked.
They were gone! Gone! It was the most terrible thing that had ever happened
to him. She had asked him to come and see them, asd now they were gone. He
sat down on the steps and cried.

Half an hour later it occurred to him to look through the window. The first
thing he saw was a green suit-case, with the initials L.C. painted on the lid. Joy
flared up like fire within him. He picked up a stone. The smashed glass tinkled
on the floor. A moment later he was inside the room. He opened the green suit-
case; and all at once he was breathing Lenina’s perfume, filling his lungs with

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