Page 395 - BRAVE NEW WORLD By Aldous Huxley (1894-1963)

Brave New World By Aldous Huxley

Startled as though by the bite of a snake,

the Savage sprang to his feet, scattering arrows,

feathers, glue-pot and brush in all directions.

"I beg your pardon," said the reporter, with

genuine compunction. "I had no intention " He

touched his hat–the aluminum stove-pipe hat in

which he carried his wireless receiver and

transmitter. "Excuse my not taking it off," he said.

"It's a bit heavy. Well, as I was saying, I am the

representative of The Hourly "

"What do you want?" asked the Savage,

scowling. The reporter returned his most ingratiating

smile.

"Well, of course, our readers would be

profoundly interested " He put his head on one

side, his smile became almost coquettish. "Just a

few words from you, Mr. Savage." And rapidly, with

a series of ritual gestures, he uncoiled two wires

connected to the portable battery buckled round his

waist; plugged them simultaneously into the sides of

his aluminum hat; touched a spring on the crown–

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