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Brave New World By Aldous Huxley

ReservationGuard had come round with a plane and

was waiting on the roof of the hotel. They went up

at once. An octoroon in Gamma-green uniform

saluted and proceeded to recite the morning's

programme.

A bird's-eye view of ten or a dozen of the

principal pueblos, then a landing for lunch in the

valley of Malpais. The rest-house was comfortable

there, and up at the pueblo the savages would

probably be celebrating their summer festival. It

would be the best place to spend the night.

They took their seats in the plane and set

off. Ten minutes later they were crossing the frontier

that separated civilization from savagery. Uphill and

down, across the deserts of salt or sand, through

forests, into the violet depth ofcanyons, over crag

and peak and table-topped mesa, the fence marched

on and on, irresistibly the straight line, the

geometrical symbol of triumphant human purpose.

And at its foot, here and there, a mosaic of white

bones, a still unrotted carcase dark on the tawny

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