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Brave New World By Aldous Huxley

he first caught sight of Big Henry, the Singery clock.

And sure enough, ashe was paying off his cab, Big

Henry sounded the hour. "Ford," sang out an

immense bass voice from all the golden trumpets.

"Ford, Ford, Ford " Nine times. Bernard ran for the

lift.

The great auditorium for Ford's Day

celebrations and other massed Community Sings

was at the bottom of the building. Above it, a

hundred to each floor, were the seven thousand

rooms used by Solidarity Groups for their fortnight

services. Bernard dropped down to floor thirty-three,

hurried along the corridor, stood hesitating for a

moment outside Room3210, then, having wound

himself up, opened the door and walked in.

Thank Ford! he was not the last. Three

chairs of the twelve arranged round the circular

table were still unoccupied. He slipped into the

nearest of them as inconspicuously as he could and

prepared to frown at the yet later comers whenever

they should arrive.

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