Page 146 - BRAVE NEW WORLD By Aldous Huxley (1894-1963)

Brave New World By Aldous Huxley

There was a silence.

The Director leaned back in his chair,

frowning. "How long ago was it?" he said, speaking

more to himself than to Bernard. "Twenty years, I

suppose. Nearer twenty-five. I must have been your

age " He sighed and shook his head.

Bernard felt extremely uncomfortable. A

man so conventional, so scrupulously correct as the

Director–and to commit so gross a solecism! lt made

him want to hide his face, to run out of the room.

himself
saw
he
anything
Not
that
intrinsicallyobjectionable in people talking about the
remote past; that was one of those hypnopædic

prejudices he had (so he imagined) completely got

rid of. What made him feel shy was the knowledge

that the Director disapproved–disapproved and yet

had been betrayed into doing the forbidden thing.

Under what inward compulsion? Through his

discomfort Bernard eagerly listened.

"I had the same idea as you," the Director

was saying. "Wanted to have a look at the savages.

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