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Brave New World By Aldous Huxley
the Director's room, Bernard drew a deep breath
and squared his shoulders,bracing himself to meet
the dislike and disapproval which he was certain of
finding within. He knocked and entered.
"A permit for you to initial, Director," he said
as airily as possible, and laid the paper on the
writing-table.
The Director glanced at him sourly. But the
stamp of the World Controller's Office was at the
head of the paper and the signature of Mustapha
Mond, bold and black, across the bottom. Everything
was perfectly in order. The director had no choice.
He pencilled his initialstwo small pale letters abject
at the feet of Mustapha Mondand was about to
return the paper without a word of comment or
genial Ford-speed, when his eye was caught by
something written in the body of the permit.
"For the New Mexican Reservation?" he said,
and his tone, the face he lifted to Bernard,
expressed a kind of agitated astonishment.
Surprised by his surprise, Bernard nodded.
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