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Brave New World By Aldous Huxley

Turning towards him, "What were you

playing this afternoon?" the girl on his left enquired.

"Obstacle, or Electro-magnetic?"

Bernard looked at her (Ford! it was Morgana

Rothschild) and blushingly had to admit that he had

been playing neither.Morgana stared at him with

astonishment. There was an awkward silence.

Then pointedly she turned away and

addressed herself to the more sporting man on her

left.

"A good beginning for a Solidarity Service,"

thought Bernard miserably, and foresaw for himself

yet another failure to achieve atonement. If only he

had given himself time to look around instead of

scuttling for the nearest chair! He couldhave sat

between Fifi Bradlaugh and Joanna Diesel. Instead

of which he had gone and blindly planted himself

next to Morgana. Morgana! Ford! Those black

eyebrows of hers–that eyebrow, rather–for they met

above the nose. Ford! And on his right was Clara

Deterding. True, Clara's eyebrows didn't meet. But

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