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Brave New World By Aldous Huxley

loveliness? Who was he to be living in the visible

presence of God? All he deserved to live in was

some filthy sty, some blind hole in the ground. Stiff

and still aching after his long night of pain, but for

that very reason inwardly reassured, he climbed up

to the platform of his tower, he looked out over the

bright sunrise world which he had regained the

right to inhabit. On the north the view was bounded

by the long chalk ridge of the Hog's Back, from

behind whose eastern extremity rose the towers of

the seven skyscrapers which constituted Guildford.

Seeing them, the Savage made a grimace; but he

was to become reconciled to them in course of time;

for at night they twinkled gaily with geometrical

constellations, or else, flood-lighted, pointed their

luminous fingers (with a gesture whose significance

nobody in England but the Savage now understood)

solemnly towards the plumbless mysteries of

heaven.

In the valley which separated the Hog's Back

from the sandy hill on which the lighthouse stood,

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