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Men Like Gods Book 1 Chapter 8 - Early Morning in Utopia · The H. G. Wells Library

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  Speaker 1: Men Like Gods by H. G. Wells. Chapter the eighth
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  Speaker 1: Early Morning in Utopia, Part one. Mister Barnstable awakened slowly
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  Speaker 1: out of profound slumber. He had a vague feeling that
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  Speaker 1: a very delightful and wonderful dream was slipping from him.
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  Speaker 1: He tried to keep on with the dream and not
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  Speaker 1: to open his eyes. It was about a great world
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  Speaker 1: of beautiful people who had freed themselves from a thousand
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  Speaker 1: earthly troubles, but it dissolved in from his mind. It
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  Speaker 1: was not often nowadays that dreams came to mister Barnstable.
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  Speaker 1: He lay very still with his eyes closed, reluctantly coming
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  Speaker 1: awake to the affairs of every day. The cares and
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  Speaker 1: worries of the last fortnight resumed their sway. Would he
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  Speaker 1: ever be able to get away for a holiday by himself?
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  Speaker 1: Then he remembered that he had already got his valise
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  Speaker 1: stowed away in the yellow peril. But surely that was
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  Speaker 1: not last night. That was the night before last, and
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  Speaker 1: he had started. He remembered now starting, and the little
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  Speaker 1: thrill of getting through the gate before Missus Barnstable suspected anything.
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  Speaker 1: He opened his eyes and fixed them on a white ceiling,
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  Speaker 1: trying to recall that journey. He remembered turning into the
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  Speaker 1: Camberwell New Road, and the bright exhilaration of the morning,
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  Speaker 1: Vauxhall Bridge, and that nasty tangle of traffic at Hyde
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  Speaker 1: Park Corner. He always maintained that the west of London
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  Speaker 1: was far more difficult for motoring to the east. Then had
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  Speaker 1: he gone to Uckxbridge. No, he recalled the road to
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  Speaker 1: Slough and then came a blank in his mind. What
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  Speaker 1: a very good ceiling. This was not a crack nor
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  Speaker 1: a stain. But how had he spent the rest of
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  Speaker 1: the day. He must have got somewhere, because he was
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  Speaker 1: in a thoroughly comfortable bed, an excellent bed, with a
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  Speaker 1: thrush singing. He had always maintained that a good thrush
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  Speaker 1: could knock spots off a nightingale, but this thrush was
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  Speaker 1: a perfect crusoe, and another answering it in July. Pangborn
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  Speaker 1: and Caversham were wonderful places for nightingales in June, but
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  Speaker 1: this was July, and thrushes. Across these drowsy thought phantoms
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  Speaker 1: came the figure of mister Ruper catskill, hands on hips,
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  Speaker 1: face and head thrust forward, speaking saying astonishing things to
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  Speaker 1: an naked seated figure with a grave intent face, and
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  Speaker 1: other figures, one with a face like the delphic Sybyl.
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  Speaker 1: Mister Barnstable began to remember that in some way he
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  Speaker 1: had got himself mixed up with a weekend party at
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  Speaker 1: the tableau Court. Now had this speech been given at
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  Speaker 1: tableau Court? At tableau Court they wear clothes. But perhaps
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  Speaker 1: the aristocracy in retirement and privacy utopia? But was it possible?
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  Speaker 1: Mister Barnstable sat up in his bed in a state
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  Speaker 1: of extreme amazement. Impossible, he said. He was lying in
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  Speaker 1: a little loggia, half open to the air, between the
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  Speaker 1: slender pillars of fluted glass. He saw a range of
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  Speaker 1: snow topped mountains, and in the forest a great cluster
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  Speaker 1: of tall spikes bearing deep red flowers. The bird was
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  Speaker 1: still singing, a glorified thrush in a glorified world. Now
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  Speaker 1: he remembered everything. Now it was all clear, the sudden
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  Speaker 1: twisting of the car, the sound like the snapping of
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  Speaker 1: a fiddle string, and utopia. Now he had it all,
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  Speaker 1: from the sight of the sweet, dead green lake to
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  Speaker 1: the bringing inn of Lord Barolanga, under the strange, unfamiliar stars.
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  Speaker 1: It was no dream. He looked at his hand on
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  Speaker 1: the exquisitely fine coverlet, he felt his rough chin. It
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  Speaker 1: was a world real enough for shaving, and for a
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  Speaker 1: very definite readiness for breakfast, Very for he had missed
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  Speaker 1: his supper. And as if in answer to his thought,
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  Speaker 1: a smiling girl appeared, ascending the steps to his sleeping place,
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  Speaker 1: and bearing a little tray. After all, there was much
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  Speaker 1: to be said for mister Burley, to his swift statemanship.
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  Speaker 1: It was that mister Barnstable owed this morning cup of tea.
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  Speaker 1: Good morning, said mister Barnstable. Why not, said the young utopian,
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  Speaker 1: and put down his tea and smiled at him in
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  Speaker 1: a motherly fashion, and departed. Why not a good morning,
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  Speaker 1: I suppose, said mister Barnstable, and meditated for a moment,
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  Speaker 1: chin on knees, and then gave his attention to the
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  Speaker 1: bread and butter, and Tea, Part two. The little dressing
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  Speaker 1: room in which he found his clothes lying just as
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  Speaker 1: he had dumped them over night, was at once extraordinarily
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  Speaker 1: simple and extraordinarily full of interest for mister Barnstable. He
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  Speaker 1: paddled about it, humming as he examined it. The bath
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  Speaker 1: was much shallower than an ordinary earthly bath. Apparently the
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  Speaker 1: Utopians did not believe in lying down and stewing, and
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  Speaker 1: the forms of everything were different, simpler, and more graceful
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  Speaker 1: on earth, he reflected, art was largely whit. The artist
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  Speaker 1: had a certain limited selection of obdurate materials and certain needs,
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  Speaker 1: and his work was a clever reconciliation of the obduracy
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  Speaker 1: and the necessity, and of the idiosyncrasy of the substance
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  Speaker 1: to the esthetic preconceptions of the human mind. How delightful,
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  Speaker 1: for example, was the earthly carpenter dealing cleverly with the
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  Speaker 1: grain and character of this wood or that. But here
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  Speaker 1: the artist had a limitless control of material, and that
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  Speaker 1: element of witty adaptation had gone out of his work.
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  Speaker 1: His data were the human mind and body. Everything in
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  Speaker 1: this little room was unobtrusively but perfectly convenient and difficult
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  Speaker 1: to misuse. If you splashed too much, a thoughtful outer
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  Speaker 1: rim tidied things up for you. In a tray. By
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  Speaker 1: the bath was a very big, fine sponge. So either
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  Speaker 1: utopians still dived for sponges where they grew them, or
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  Speaker 1: trained them who could tell, to come up of their
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  Speaker 1: own accord. As he set out his toilet things, a
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  Speaker 1: tumbler was pushed off a glass shelf on to the
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  Speaker 1: floor and did not break. Mister Barnstable, in an experimental mood,
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  Speaker 1: dropped it again, and still it did not break. He
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  Speaker 1: could not find taps at first, though there was a
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  Speaker 1: big washing basin as well as a bath. Then he
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  Speaker 1: perceived a number of studs on the walls with black
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  Speaker 1: marks that might be Utopian writing. He experimented. He found
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  Speaker 1: very hot water and then very cold water filling his bath,
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  Speaker 1: a fountain of probably soapy warm water, and other fluids,
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  Speaker 1: one with an odor of pine and one with a
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  Speaker 1: subdued odor of chlorine. The Utopian characters on these studs
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  Speaker 1: set him musing for a time. They were the first
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  Speaker 1: writing he had seen. They appeared to be word characters,
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  Speaker 1: but whether they represented sounds or were greatly simplified hieroglyphics.
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  Speaker 1: He could not imagine. Then his mind went off at
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  Speaker 1: a tangent in another direction, because the only metal apparent
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  Speaker 1: in this dressing room was gold. There was, he noted
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  Speaker 1: an extraordinary lot of gold in the room. It was
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  Speaker 1: set and inlay in gold. The soft yellow lines gleamed
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  Speaker 1: and glittered. Gold Evidently was cheap in Utopia. Perhaps they
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  Speaker 1: knew how to make it. He roused himself to the
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  Speaker 1: business of his toilet. There was no looking glass in
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  Speaker 1: the room, But when he tried what he thought was
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  Speaker 1: the handle of a cupboard door, he found himself opening
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  Speaker 1: a triple full length mirror. Afterwards, he was to discover
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  Speaker 1: that there were no displayed mirrors in Utopia. Utopians, he
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  Speaker 1: was to learn, thought it indecent to be reminded of
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  Speaker 1: themselves in that way. The Utopian method was to scrutinize oneself,
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  Speaker 1: see that one was all right, and then forget oneself
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  Speaker 1: for the rest of the day. He stood now surveying
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  Speaker 1: his pajamaed and unshaven self with extreme disfavor. Why do
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  Speaker 1: respectable citizens favor such ugly pink striped pajamas? When he
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  Speaker 1: unpacked his nail brush and toothbrush, shaving brush, and washing glove.
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  Speaker 1: They seemed to him to have the coarseness of popular burlesque.
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  Speaker 1: His toothbrush was a particularly ignoble instrument. He wished now
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  Speaker 1: he had bought a new one at the chemist's shop
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  Speaker 1: near Victoria Station. And what nasty queer things his clothes were.
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  Speaker 1: He had a fantastic idea of adopting utopian ideas of costume,
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  Speaker 1: but a reflective moment before his mirror restrained him. Then
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  Speaker 1: he remembered that he had packed a silk tennis shirt
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  Speaker 1: and flannels. Suppose he wore those without a collar, stud
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  Speaker 1: or tie and went barefooted. He surveyed his feet as
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  Speaker 1: feet went on earth. They were not on sightly feed,
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  Speaker 1: but on earth they had just been wasted. Part three.
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  Speaker 1: A particularly clean and radiant mister Barnstable, white clad, bare necked,
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  Speaker 1: and barefooted, presently emerged into the utopian sunrise. He smiled,
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  Speaker 1: stretched his own arms, and took a deep breath of
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  Speaker 1: the sweet air. Then suddenly his face became hard and resolute.
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  Speaker 1: From another little sleeping house, not two hundred yards away,
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  Speaker 1: Father Emerton was emerging. Intuitively, mister Barnstable knew he meant
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  Speaker 1: either to forgive or be forgiven for the overnight quarrel.
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  Speaker 1: It would be a matter of chance whether he would
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  Speaker 1: select the role of offender or victim. What was certain
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  Speaker 1: was that he would smear a dreary mess of emotional
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  Speaker 1: person or relationship over the jewel like clearness and brightness
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  Speaker 1: of the scene. A little to the right of mister Barnstable,
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  Speaker 1: and in front of him were wide steps leading down
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  Speaker 1: towards the lake, three strides, and he was going down
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  Speaker 1: these steps two at a time. It may have been
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  Speaker 1: his hectic fancy, but it seemed to him that he
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  Speaker 1: heard the voice of Father Amerton mister Barnstable in pursuit.
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  Speaker 1: Mister Barnstable doubled and doubled again, and crossed a bridge
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  Speaker 1: across an avalanche gully, a bridge with huge masonry in
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  Speaker 1: back and roof, and with delicate pillars of prismatic glass
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  Speaker 1: towards the lake. The sunlight entangled in these pillars broke
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  Speaker 1: into splashes of red and blue and golden light. Then,
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  Speaker 1: at a turfy corner gay with blue gentians, he narrowly
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  Speaker 1: escaped a collision with mister Rupert Katskill. Mister Catskill was
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  Speaker 1: in the same costume that he had worn on the
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  Speaker 1: previous day, except that he was without his gray top hat.
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  Speaker 1: He walked with his hands clasped behind him. Hello, he said,
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  Speaker 1: what's the hurry? We seem to be the first people
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  Speaker 1: up I saw Father Amerton. That accounts for it. You
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  Speaker 1: are afraid of being caught up in a service Maten's
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  Speaker 1: or prime or whatever he calls it, wise man to run.
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  Speaker 1: He shall pray for the lot of us, me too.
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  Speaker 1: He did not wait for any endorsement from mister Barnstable,
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  Speaker 1: but went on talking. You have slept well? What did
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  Speaker 1: you think of the old fellows? Anne? Answer to my speech? Eh,
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  Speaker 1: evasive cliches when in doubt abuse the plaintiff's attorney. We
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  Speaker 1: don't agree with him because we have bad hearts. What
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  Speaker 1: old fellow do you mean? The worthy gentleman who spoke
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  Speaker 1: after me Uthred. But he's not forty, he's seventy three,
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  Speaker 1: he told us afterwards. They live long here a lingering business.
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  Speaker 1: Our lives are but a fitful, hectic fervor from their
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  Speaker 1: point of view. But as Teddyson said, better fifty years
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  Speaker 1: of Europe than a cycle of Cathay. He evaded my points.
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  Speaker 1: This is lotus land, sunset land. We shan't be thanked
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  Speaker 1: for disturbing its slumbers. I doubt their slumbers. Perhaps the
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  Speaker 1: socialist bug has bit you too, Yes, I see it has.
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  Speaker 1: Believe me, this has the most complete demonstration of decadence
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  Speaker 1: it would be possible to imagine complete. And we shall
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  Speaker 1: disturb their slumbers. Never fear nature. You will see is
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  Speaker 1: on our side in a way no one has thought
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  Speaker 1: of yet. But I don't see the decadence, said mister Barnstable.
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  Speaker 1: None so blind as those who won't see. It's everywhere,
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  Speaker 1: their large flush pseudo health like fatted cattle, and their
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  Speaker 1: treatment of Barolonga. They don't know how to treat him.
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  Speaker 1: They don't even arrest him. They've never arrested anyone for
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  Speaker 1: a thousand years. He careers through their land, killing and
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  Speaker 1: slaying and frightening and disturbing, and they're flabbergasted, Sir, simply flabbergasted.
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  Speaker 1: It's like a dog running a muck in a world
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  Speaker 1: full of sheep. If he hadn't had a side slip,
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  Speaker 1: I believe he would be hooting and snorting and careering
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  Speaker 1: along now killing people. They've lost the instinct of social defense.
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  Speaker 1: I wonder a very good attitude of mind if indulged
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  Speaker 1: in in moderation. But when your wondering is over, you
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  Speaker 1: will begin to see that I'm right ah there on
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  Speaker 1: that terrace. Isn't that my Lord Barolonga and his French acquaintance.
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  Speaker 1: It is inhaling the morning air. I think, with your permission,
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  Speaker 1: I will go and have a word with them. Which
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  Speaker 1: way did you say, father Emerton? Was I don't want
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  Speaker 1: to disturb his devotions this way? Then if I go
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  Speaker 1: to the right, He grimaced amiably over his shoulder. Part four,
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  Speaker 1: mister Barnstable came upon two utopians gardening. They had two light,
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  Speaker 1: silvery wheelbarrows, and they were cutting out old wood and
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  Speaker 1: overblown clusters from a line of thickets that sprawled over
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  Speaker 1: a rough heaped ridge of rock and foamed with crimson
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  Speaker 1: and deep red roses. These gardeners had great leather gauntlets
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  Speaker 1: and aprons of tanned skin, and they carried hooks and knives.
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  Speaker 1: Mister Barnstable had never before seen such roses as they
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  Speaker 1: were tending here. Their fragrance filled the air. He did
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  Speaker 1: not know that double roses could be got on mountains.
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  Speaker 1: Bright red single sorts he had seen high up in Switzerland,
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  Speaker 1: but not such huge flowered monsters as these they dwarfed
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  Speaker 1: their leaves. Their wood was in long, thorny, snaky, red
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  Speaker 1: streaked stems that writhed wide and climbed through the rocky
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  Speaker 1: lumps over which they grew. Their great petals fell like
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  Speaker 1: red snow, and like drifting moths, and like blood upon
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  Speaker 1: the soft soil that sheltered amidst the brown rocks. You
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  Speaker 1: are the first utopians I've actually seen at work, he said.
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  Speaker 1: This isn't our work, smiled the nearer of the two,
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  Speaker 1: a fair haired, freckled, blue eyed youth. But as we
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  Speaker 1: are for these roses, we have to keep them in order.
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  Speaker 1: Are they your roses? Many people think these double mountain
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  Speaker 1: roses too much trouble and a nuisance, with their thorns
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  Speaker 1: and sprawling branches. And many people think only the single
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  Speaker 1: sorts of roses ought to be grown in these high places,
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  Speaker 1: and that this lovely sort ought to be left to
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  Speaker 1: die out up here? Are you for our roses, such
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  Speaker 1: roses as these, said mister Barnstable. Altogether good, and just
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  Speaker 1: bring me up my barrel closer for all this litter.
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  Speaker 1: We're responsible for the good behavior of all this thicket,
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  Speaker 1: reaching right down there, almost to the water. And you
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  Speaker 1: have to see to it yourselves. Who else? But couldn't
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  Speaker 1: you get someone, pay someone to see to it for you? Oh,
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  Speaker 1: hoary relic from an ancient past, the young man replied, Oh,
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  Speaker 1: fossil ignoramus from a barbaric universe. Don't you realize there
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  Speaker 1: is no working class in Utopia. It died out fifteen
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  Speaker 1: hundred years or so ago. Wages, slavery, pimping, and so
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  Speaker 1: forth or done with? We read about them in books.
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  Speaker 1: Who loves the rose must serve the rose himself? But
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  Speaker 1: you work not for wages, not because anyone else loves
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  Speaker 1: or desires something else, too lazy to serve it or
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  Speaker 1: get it himself. We work, part for the brain, part
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  Speaker 1: for the will of utopia. May I ask it? What?
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  Speaker 1: I explore the interior of our planet. I study high
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  Speaker 1: pressure chemistry. And my friend, he interrogated his friend whose
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  Speaker 1: dark face and brown eyes appeared suddenly over a foam
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  Speaker 1: of blossom. I do food, A cook of sorts. Just
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  Speaker 1: now I am seeing to your earthling dietary. It's most
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  Speaker 1: interesting and curious, but I should think it rather destructive.
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  Speaker 1: I plan your meals. I see you look anxious, but
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  Speaker 1: I saw to your breakfast last night. He glanced at
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  Speaker 1: a minute wristwatch under the gauntlet of his gardening glove.
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  Speaker 1: It will be ready in about an hour. How was
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  Speaker 1: the early tea excellent, said mister Barnstable, Good, said the
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  Speaker 1: dark young Man. I did my best. I hope the
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  Speaker 1: breakfast will be as satisfactory. I had to fly two
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  Speaker 1: hundred color blometers for a pig last night and kill
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  Speaker 1: it and cut it up myself and find out how
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  Speaker 1: to cure it. Eating bacon has gone out of fashion
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  Speaker 1: in Utopia. I hope you will find my rasher's satisfactory.
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  Speaker 1: It seems very rapid curing for a rasher, said mister Barnstable.
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  Speaker 1: We could have done without it. Your spokesman made such
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  Speaker 1: a point of it. The fair young man struggled out
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  Speaker 1: of the thicket and wheeled his barrow away. Mister Barnstable
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  Speaker 1: wished the dark young man good morning. Why shouldn't it be?
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  Speaker 1: Asked the Dark young Man. Part five, he discovered Ridley
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  Speaker 1: and Pink approaching him. Ridley's face and ear were still
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  Speaker 1: adorned with sticking plaster, and his bearing was eager and anxious.
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  Speaker 1: Pink followed a little way behind him, holding one hand
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  Speaker 1: to the side of his face. Both were in their
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  Speaker 1: professional dress, white topped caps, square cut leather coats, and
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  Speaker 1: black gaiters. They had made no concession to utopian laxity.
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  Speaker 1: Ridley began to speak as soon as he judged mister
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  Speaker 1: Barnstable was within earshot. You don't happen to know, mister,
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  Speaker 1: where the's are? Decadence shoved a ka. I thought your
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  Speaker 1: car was all smashed up, not a rolls Royce, not
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  Speaker 1: like that windscreen, mudguards and the on footboard. Perhaps we
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  Speaker 1: went over sideways. I want to have a look at it.
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  Speaker 1: And I didn't turn the petrel off. The carburetor was
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  Speaker 1: leaking a bit my fault. I hadn't been careful enough
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  Speaker 1: with the strainer. If she runs out of petrol, where's
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  Speaker 1: one to get more of it? In this blasted elis him?
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  Speaker 1: I ain't seen a sign anywhere I know. If I
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  Speaker 1: don't get that car into running order before Lord Barolonga
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  Speaker 1: wants it, there's going to be trouble. Mister Barnstable had
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  Speaker 1: no idea where the cars were. Haven't you a car
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  Speaker 1: of your own? Asked Ridley. Reproachfully, I have, but I've
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  Speaker 1: never given it a thought since I got out of
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  Speaker 1: it own a driver, said Ridley bitterly. Anyhow I can't
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  Speaker 1: help you find your cars? Have you asked any of
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  Speaker 1: the utopians? Not us. We don't like the style of him,
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  Speaker 1: said Ridley. They'll tell you and watch us whatever we
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  Speaker 1: do to our cars. They don't get a chance of
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  Speaker 1: looking into a Rolls Royce every day in the year.
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  Speaker 1: Next thing, we shall have them driving off on him.
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  Speaker 1: I don't like the place, and I don't like these people.
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  Speaker 1: They're queer, they ain't decent. His lordship says they are
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  Speaker 1: a lot of degenerates, and it seems to me his
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  Speaker 1: lordship is about right. I ain't a puritan, but all
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  Speaker 1: this running about without clothes is a bit too thick
• 20:34
  Speaker 1: for me. I wish we knew where the'd stowed those cars.
• 20:38
  Speaker 1: Mister Barnstable was considering Pink. You haven't hurt your face,
• 20:42
  Speaker 1: he asked, Nothing to speak of, said Pink. I suppose
• 20:46
  Speaker 1: we ought to be getting on. Ridley looked at Pink,
• 20:50
  Speaker 1: and then at mister Barnstable. He's out a bit of
• 20:53
  Speaker 1: a contusion, he remarked, a faint smile breaking through his sourness.
• 20:58
  Speaker 1: We'd better be getting on if we're going to find
• 21:00
  Speaker 1: those cars, said Pink. A grin of intense enjoyment appeared
• 21:04
  Speaker 1: upon Ridley's face. He's bumped against something. Oh shut it,
• 21:09
  Speaker 1: said Pink. But the thing was too good to keep back.
• 21:13
  Speaker 1: One of these girls hit him. What do you mean,
• 21:16
  Speaker 1: said mister Barnstable. You haven't been taking liberties? I have not,
• 21:22
  Speaker 1: said Pink. But has mister Ridley's been so obliging as
• 21:25
  Speaker 1: to start the topic. I suppose I have got to
• 21:26
  Speaker 1: tell what happened. It just illustrates the uncertainties of being
• 21:30
  Speaker 1: among the lot of half savage, half crazy people like
• 21:32
  Speaker 1: we got among. Ridley smiled and winked at mister Barnstable.
• 21:37
  Speaker 1: Regular odd clout she gave him, knocked him over, ate,
• 21:40
  Speaker 1: put his hand on his shoulder and clop over he went.
• 21:43
  Speaker 1: Never saw anything like it. Rather unfortunate, said mister Barnstable.
• 21:49
  Speaker 1: It all happened a second like. It's a pity it happened.
• 21:53
  Speaker 1: Don't you go making any mistake about it, mister, And
• 21:56
  Speaker 1: don't go running off with any false ideas about it,
• 21:59
  Speaker 1: said Pink. I don't want the story to get about.
• 22:02
  Speaker 1: It might do me a lot of arm with mister Burley.
• 22:04
  Speaker 1: Pity Mister Ridley couldn't hold his tongue. What provoked her,
• 22:07
  Speaker 1: I do not know. She came into me room as
• 22:10
  Speaker 1: I was getting up, and she wasn't what you might
• 22:12
  Speaker 1: call wearing anything. She looked a bit saucy in my
• 22:16
  Speaker 1: way of thinking, and well, something came into my head
• 22:19
  Speaker 1: and I said to her something, Well, just the least
• 22:22
  Speaker 1: little bit spoilty, so to speak. One can't always control
• 22:25
  Speaker 1: one's thoughts, can one. A man's a man If a
• 22:28
  Speaker 1: man has expected to be civil and his private thoughts
• 22:30
  Speaker 1: to girls without a stitch they're so to speak. Well,
• 22:33
  Speaker 1: I dunno, I really do not know. It's against nature.
• 22:37
  Speaker 1: I never said it. Whatever it was I thought of,
• 22:40
  Speaker 1: mister Ridley, ere will bear me out. I never said
• 22:43
  Speaker 1: a word to her. I had known him, me lips
• 22:45
  Speaker 1: when she hit me, knocked me over. If she did
• 22:47
  Speaker 1: like a nine pin, didn't even seem angry about it,
• 22:50
  Speaker 1: and look at sideways was a surprise as much to
• 22:53
  Speaker 1: me as anything flawed me. But Ridley says, you touched her,
• 22:58
  Speaker 1: laid me out on his shoulder, perhaps in a sort
• 23:00
  Speaker 1: of fatherly way, if she was turning to go. Not
• 23:03
  Speaker 1: beIN sure whether I wasn't going to speak to her,
• 23:05
  Speaker 1: I admit and there you are. If I'm to get
• 23:08
  Speaker 1: into trouble because I was wantonly it, Penk conveyed despair
• 23:13
  Speaker 1: of the world by an eloquent gesture. Mister Barnstable considered,
• 23:18
  Speaker 1: I shan't make any trouble, he said. But all the same,
• 23:21
  Speaker 1: I think we must all be very careful with these utopians.
• 23:25
  Speaker 1: Their ways are not our ways, Thank God, said Ridley.
• 23:30
  Speaker 1: The sooner I get out o this world and back
• 23:32
  Speaker 1: to old England, the better I shall like it. He
• 23:34
  Speaker 1: turned to go. You should hear his lordship, said Ridley
• 23:38
  Speaker 1: over his shoulder. He says, it's just a world of
• 23:40
  Speaker 1: boldly degenerates, rotten degenerates. In fact, if you excuse me, horrible, bloody,
• 23:46
  Speaker 1: awful degenerates. Eh. That about gets him. The young woman's
• 23:51
  Speaker 1: arm doesn't seem to have been very degenerate, said mister Barnstable,
• 23:55
  Speaker 1: standing the shock. Bravely down it, said Ridley bitterly. That's
• 24:00
  Speaker 1: all you know. Why. If there's one sign more sure
• 24:04
  Speaker 1: than another about degeneration, it's when women take to knock
• 24:08
  Speaker 1: him men about. It's against instinct. In any respectable, decent world,
• 24:12
  Speaker 1: such a thing couldn't possibly have happened. No ow, noow, echoed,
• 24:18
  Speaker 1: pink in our world, such a girl wild, jolly soon
• 24:21
  Speaker 1: avolescon jolly soon see. But mister Barnstable's roving eye had
• 24:26
  Speaker 1: suddenly discovered Father Amerton approaching very rapidly across a wide
• 24:30
  Speaker 1: space of lawn and making arresting gestures. Mister Barnstable perceived
• 24:34
  Speaker 1: he must act at once. Now here's some one who
• 24:38
  Speaker 1: will certainly be able to help you find your cars
• 24:41
  Speaker 1: if he cares to do so. He's a most helpful man,
• 24:44
  Speaker 1: Father Amberton. And the sort of views he has about
• 24:47
  Speaker 1: women are the sort of views you have. You are
• 24:50
  Speaker 1: bound to get on together if you will stop him
• 24:54
  Speaker 1: and put the whole case to him plainly and clearly.
• 24:58
  Speaker 1: He set off at a brisk pace toward the lake shore.
• 25:01
  Speaker 1: He could not be far now from the little summerhouse
• 25:04
  Speaker 1: that ran over the water against which the gaily colored
• 25:07
  Speaker 1: boats were moored. If he were to get into one
• 25:10
  Speaker 1: of these and pull out into the lake, he would
• 25:12
  Speaker 1: have Father Amerton at a very serious disadvantage, even if
• 25:16
  Speaker 1: that good man followed suit. One cannot have a really
• 25:20
  Speaker 1: eloquent emotional scene when one is pulling hard in pursuit
• 25:24
  Speaker 1: of another boat. Part six. As mister Barnstable untied the
• 25:30
  Speaker 1: bright white canoe with the big blue eye painted at
• 25:33
  Speaker 1: its prow that he had chosen. Lady Stella appeared on
• 25:37
  Speaker 1: the landing stage. She came out of the pavilion that
• 25:40
  Speaker 1: stood over the water, and something in her quick movement
• 25:44
  Speaker 1: as she emerged suggested to mister Barnstable's mind that she
• 25:47
  Speaker 1: had been hiding there. She glanced about her and spoke
• 25:51
  Speaker 1: very eagerly, are you going to row out upon the lake,
• 25:54
  Speaker 1: mister Bostable? May I come? She was attired, he noted,
• 25:58
  Speaker 1: and a compromise between I mean the earthly and the
• 26:01
  Speaker 1: utopian style. She was wearing what might have been either
• 26:04
  Speaker 1: a very simple custard colored tea robe or a very
• 26:08
  Speaker 1: sophisticated bath rap. It left her slender, pretty arms bare
• 26:12
  Speaker 1: and free except for a bracelet of amber and gold,
• 26:16
  Speaker 1: and on her bare feet, and they were unusually shapely
• 26:19
  Speaker 1: feet or sandals. Her head was bare, and her dark
• 26:23
  Speaker 1: hair very simply done, with a little black and gold
• 26:26
  Speaker 1: filet round it that suited her intelligent face. Mister Barnstable
• 26:31
  Speaker 1: was an ignoramus about feminine costume, but he appreciated the
• 26:34
  Speaker 1: fact that she had been clever in catching the utopian notes.
• 26:38
  Speaker 1: He helped her into the canoe. We will paddle right
• 26:41
  Speaker 1: out a good way, she said, with another glance over
• 26:44
  Speaker 1: her shoulder, and sat down for a time. Mister Barnstable
• 26:48
  Speaker 1: paddled straight out, so that he had nothing before him
• 26:51
  Speaker 1: but sunlit water and sky, the low hills that closed
• 26:55
  Speaker 1: in the lake towards the great plain, the huge pillars
• 26:58
  Speaker 1: of the distant dam, and Lady Stella. She affected to
• 27:02
  Speaker 1: be overcome by the beauty of the conference gardens slope
• 27:06
  Speaker 1: with its houses and terraces behind him, But he could
• 27:09
  Speaker 1: see that she was not really looking at the scene
• 27:11
  Speaker 1: as a whole, but searching it restlessly for some particular
• 27:15
  Speaker 1: object or person. She made conversational efforts on the loveliness
• 27:20
  Speaker 1: of the morning, and on the fact that the birds
• 27:23
  Speaker 1: were singing in July. But here it is not necessarily July,
• 27:28
  Speaker 1: said mister Barnstable. How stupid of me, of course not.
• 27:32
  Speaker 1: We seem to be in a fine may. It is
• 27:34
  Speaker 1: probably very early, she said. I forgot to wind my watch.
• 27:39
  Speaker 1: Oddly enough, we seemed to be at about the same
• 27:41
  Speaker 1: hours in our two worlds, said mister Barnstable. My wrist
• 27:45
  Speaker 1: watch says seven. No, said Lady Stella, answering her own thoughts,
• 27:50
  Speaker 1: and with her eyes on the distant gardens. This is
• 27:53
  Speaker 1: a utopian girl. Have you met any others of our
• 27:56
  Speaker 1: party this morning? Mister Barnstable brought the canoe round so
• 28:00
  Speaker 1: that he too could look at the shore. From here
• 28:03
  Speaker 1: they could see how perfectly the huge terraces and avalanche
• 28:06
  Speaker 1: walls and gullies mingled and interwove with the projecting ribs
• 28:11
  Speaker 1: and cliffs of the mountain masses behind the shrub tangles
• 28:15
  Speaker 1: passed up into hanging pine woods. The torrents and cascades
• 28:19
  Speaker 1: from the snow field above were caught and distributed amidst
• 28:22
  Speaker 1: the emerald slopes and gardens of the conference park. The
• 28:26
  Speaker 1: terraces that retained the soil and held the whole design
• 28:30
  Speaker 1: spread out on either hand to a great distance, and
• 28:33
  Speaker 1: were continued up into the mountain substance. They were built
• 28:37
  Speaker 1: of a material that ranged through a wide variety of colors,
• 28:40
  Speaker 1: from a deep red to a purple veined white, and
• 28:43
  Speaker 1: they were diversified by great arches over torrents and rock gullies,
• 28:48
  Speaker 1: by huge round openings that sprouted water, and by cascades
• 28:52
  Speaker 1: of steps. The buildings of the place were distributed over
• 28:56
  Speaker 1: these terraces and over the grassy slopes. They contained singly
• 29:00
  Speaker 1: or in groups and clusters, buildings of purple and blue
• 29:03
  Speaker 1: and white, as light and delicate as the alpine flowers
• 29:07
  Speaker 1: about them. For some moments mister Barnstable was held silent
• 29:11
  Speaker 1: by this scene, and then he attended to Lady Stella's question.
• 29:16
  Speaker 1: I met Rupert Catskill and the two chauffeurs, he said,
• 29:20
  Speaker 1: And I saw Father Emerton and Lord Barolunga and Monsieur
• 29:23
  Speaker 1: du Pont in the distance. I've seen nothing of mister
• 29:26
  Speaker 1: mush or mister Burley. Mister Cecil won't be about for
• 29:30
  Speaker 1: hours yet. He will lie in bed until ten or eleven.
• 29:33
  Speaker 1: He always takes a good rest in the morning when
• 29:36
  Speaker 1: there is any great mental exertion before him. The lady
• 29:39
  Speaker 1: hesitated and then asked, I suppose you haven't seen miss
• 29:42
  Speaker 1: Greeta Gray. No, said mister Barnstable. I wasn't looking for
• 29:47
  Speaker 1: our people. I was just strolling about and avoiding somebody
• 29:52
  Speaker 1: the censer of manners and costumes. Yes, that, in fact,
• 29:56
  Speaker 1: is why I took this canoe. The lady reflected and
• 30:00
  Speaker 1: decided on a confidence I was running away from someone too,
• 30:04
  Speaker 1: not the preacher, Miss Gray, Lady Stella apparently went off
• 30:09
  Speaker 1: at a tangent. This is going to be a very
• 30:12
  Speaker 1: difficult world to stay in. These people have very delicate taste.
• 30:17
  Speaker 1: We may easily offend them. They are intelligent enough to understand.
• 30:22
  Speaker 1: Do people who understand necessarily forgive? I've always doubted that proverb.
• 30:27
  Speaker 1: Mister Barnstable did not wish the conversation to drift away
• 30:30
  Speaker 1: into generalities, so he paddled and said nothing. You see
• 30:34
  Speaker 1: Miss Gray used to play for Renn in a review.
• 30:38
  Speaker 1: I seem to remember something about it. There was a
• 30:41
  Speaker 1: fuss in the newspapers that perhaps gave her a bias.
• 30:45
  Speaker 1: Three long sweeps with the paddle. But this morning she
• 30:49
  Speaker 1: came to me and told me that she was going
• 30:51
  Speaker 1: to wear complete utopian costume, meaning a little rouge in
• 30:56
  Speaker 1: face powder. It doesn't suit her the least little bit, mister.
• 31:01
  Speaker 1: It's a faux pa. It's indecent. But she's running about
• 31:04
  Speaker 1: the gardens. She might meet anyone. It's lucky, mister Cecil
• 31:08
  Speaker 1: isn't up if she meets Father Amerton. But it's best
• 31:12
  Speaker 1: not to think of that, you see, mister Bostable, These
• 31:15
  Speaker 1: Utopians and their sun brown, bodies and everything are in
• 31:19
  Speaker 1: the picture. They don't embarrass me. But miss Gray, an
• 31:24
  Speaker 1: earthly civilized woman, taken out of her clothes, looks taken
• 31:27
  Speaker 1: out of her clothes, peeled a sort of bleached white.
• 31:31
  Speaker 1: That nice woman who seems to hover around us Likeness
• 31:35
  Speaker 1: when she advised me what to wear, never for one
• 31:38
  Speaker 1: moment suggested anything of the sort. But of course I
• 31:41
  Speaker 1: don't know miss Gray well enough to talk to her.
• 31:43
  Speaker 1: And besides, one never knows how a woman of that
• 31:47
  Speaker 1: sort is going to take a thing. Mister Barnstable stared shoreward.
• 31:52
  Speaker 1: Nothing was to be seen of an excessively visible Miss
• 31:55
  Speaker 1: Greeta Gray. Then he had a conviction likeness will take
• 31:59
  Speaker 1: care of her, he said, I hope she will. Perhaps
• 32:03
  Speaker 1: if we stay out here for a time, she will
• 32:06
  Speaker 1: be looked after, said mister Barnstable. But I think Miss
• 32:09
  Speaker 1: Gray and Lord Barolonga's party generally are going to make
• 32:12
  Speaker 1: trouble for us. I wish they hadn't come through with us.
• 32:16
  Speaker 1: Mister Cecil thinks that, said Lady Stella. Naturally we shall
• 32:21
  Speaker 1: all be thrown very much together and judged in a lump. Naturally,
• 32:25
  Speaker 1: Lady Stella echoed, She said, no, more for a little while,
• 32:29
  Speaker 1: but it was evident that she had more to say.
• 32:32
  Speaker 1: Mister Barnstable paddled slowly. Mister Bostable, she began, presently. Mister
• 32:38
  Speaker 1: Barnstable's paddle became still. Mister Bostible, are you afraid, mister
• 32:44
  Speaker 1: Barnstable judged himself. I have been too full of wonder
• 32:48
  Speaker 1: to be afraid. Lady Stella decided to confess. I am afraid,
• 32:53
  Speaker 1: she said. It wasn't. At first everything seemed to go
• 32:57
  Speaker 1: so easily and simply, But in the night I woke
• 33:01
  Speaker 1: up horribly afraid. No, considered mister Barnstable. No, it hasn't
• 33:06
  Speaker 1: taken me like that yet, Perhaps it will. Lady Stella
• 33:11
  Speaker 1: leaned forward and spoke confidently, watching the effect of her
• 33:15
  Speaker 1: words on mister Barnstable. These utopians, I thought at first
• 33:20
  Speaker 1: they were just simple, healthy human beings, artistic and innocent.
• 33:24
  Speaker 1: But they are not, mister Postible. They are something hard
• 33:28
  Speaker 1: and complicated about them, something that goes beyond us that
• 33:32
  Speaker 1: we don't understand, and they don't care for us. They
• 33:35
  Speaker 1: look at us with heartless eyes. Likeness is kind, but
• 33:39
  Speaker 1: hardly any of the others are the least bit kind,
• 33:43
  Speaker 1: And I think they find us inconvenient, Mister Barnstable thought
• 33:47
  Speaker 1: it over. Perhaps they do. I have been so preoccupied
• 33:52
  Speaker 1: with admiration, so much of this is fine beyond dreaming
• 33:57
  Speaker 1: that I have not thought very much of how we
• 33:59
  Speaker 1: affected them. But yes, they seem to be busy about
• 34:03
  Speaker 1: other things, and not very attentive to us, except the
• 34:07
  Speaker 1: ones who have evidently been assigned to watch and study us.
• 34:11
  Speaker 1: And Lord Barolonga's headlong rush through the country must certainly
• 34:14
  Speaker 1: have been inconvenient. He killed a man. I know they
• 34:20
  Speaker 1: remained thoughtfully silent for some moments, and there are other things.
• 34:25
  Speaker 1: Lady Stella resumed. They think quite differently from our way
• 34:29
  Speaker 1: of thinking. I believe they despise us already. I noted
• 34:33
  Speaker 1: something last evening. You were not with us by the lake.
• 34:37
  Speaker 1: When mister Cecil asked them about their philosophy. He told
• 34:41
  Speaker 1: them things about Hegel and Bergsen and Lord Halden, and
• 34:44
  Speaker 1: his own wonderful skepticism. He opened out unusually was very
• 34:50
  Speaker 1: interesting to me. But I was watching Uthred and Lyon,
• 34:54
  Speaker 1: and in the midstfit I saw I am convinced that
• 34:58
  Speaker 1: they were talking to each other in that si way
• 35:00
  Speaker 1: they have about something quite different. They were just shamming attention.
• 35:06
  Speaker 1: And when Freddy Mush tried to interest them in some
• 35:08
  Speaker 1: Neo Georgian poetry and the effect of war upon literature,
• 35:12
  Speaker 1: and how he hoped that they had something half as
• 35:15
  Speaker 1: beautiful as the Iliad in Utopia, though he confessed he
• 35:19
  Speaker 1: couldn't believe that they had. They didn't even pretend to listen.
• 35:23
  Speaker 1: They did not answer him at all. Our minds don't
• 35:26
  Speaker 1: matter a bit to them in these subjects. They are
• 35:30
  Speaker 1: three thousand years further on. But we might be interesting
• 35:34
  Speaker 1: as learners. Would it have been interesting to have taken
• 35:38
  Speaker 1: a hottentot about London explaining things to him after one
• 35:42
  Speaker 1: had gotten over the first fun of showing off his ignorance.
• 35:45
  Speaker 1: Perhaps it would. But I don't think they would want
• 35:48
  Speaker 1: us here very much, and I don't think they're going
• 35:50
  Speaker 1: to like us very much, and I don't know what
• 35:52
  Speaker 1: they are likely to do to us if we'd give
• 35:54
  Speaker 1: too much trouble. And so I am afraid. She broke
• 35:59
  Speaker 1: out in a new place in the night, I was
• 36:02
  Speaker 1: reminded of my sister, missus Kelling's monkeys. It's a mania
• 36:06
  Speaker 1: with her. They run about the gardens and come into
• 36:09
  Speaker 1: the house and The poor things are always in trouble.
• 36:12
  Speaker 1: They don't quite know what they may do and what
• 36:14
  Speaker 1: they may not do. They all look frightfully worried, and
• 36:18
  Speaker 1: they get slapped and carried to the door and thrown
• 36:20
  Speaker 1: out in all sorts of things like that. They spoil
• 36:23
  Speaker 1: things and make her guests uneasy. You never seem to
• 36:27
  Speaker 1: know what a monkey's going to do, and everybody hates
• 36:30
  Speaker 1: to have them about, except my sister, and she keeps
• 36:34
  Speaker 1: on scolding them. Come down, Jacko, put that down, Sadie,
• 36:40
  Speaker 1: Mister Barnstable laughed. It isn't going to be quite so
• 36:43
  Speaker 1: bad as that with us, Lady Stella, We are not monkeys.
• 36:47
  Speaker 1: She laughed too. Oh perhaps it isn't. But all the
• 36:51
  Speaker 1: same in the night I felt it might be we
• 36:55
  Speaker 1: are inferior creatures. One has to admit it. She knitted
• 36:59
  Speaker 1: her brows. Her pretty face expressed great intellectual effort. Do
• 37:04
  Speaker 1: you realize how we are cut off? Perhaps you will
• 37:07
  Speaker 1: think it silly of me, mister Bostable. But last night,
• 37:10
  Speaker 1: before I went to bed, I sat down to write
• 37:12
  Speaker 1: my sister a letter and tell her about all the
• 37:15
  Speaker 1: things while they were fresh in my mind, And suddenly
• 37:18
  Speaker 1: I realized I might as well write to Julius Caesar.
• 37:22
  Speaker 1: Mister barsaball, hadn't thought of that. That's a thing I
• 37:26
  Speaker 1: can't get out of my head, mister Barstable. No letters,
• 37:29
  Speaker 1: no telegrams, no newspapers, no Bradshaw in Utopia, all these
• 37:34
  Speaker 1: things we care for, really, all the people we live for.
• 37:38
  Speaker 1: Cut off, I don't know for how long, but completely
• 37:42
  Speaker 1: cut off? How long are they likely to keep us here?
• 37:46
  Speaker 1: Mister Barnstable's face became speculative. Are you sure they can
• 37:51
  Speaker 1: never send us back? The lady asked, There seems to
• 37:55
  Speaker 1: be some doubt, but they are astonishingly clever people. It
• 38:00
  Speaker 1: seemed so easy coming here, as just as if one
• 38:03
  Speaker 1: has walked around a corner. But of course, properly speaking,
• 38:07
  Speaker 1: we are out of space and time, more out of
• 38:10
  Speaker 1: it than even dead people. The North Pole, or Central Africa,
• 38:15
  Speaker 1: is a whole universe, nearer home than we are. It's
• 38:18
  Speaker 1: hard to grasp that. In this sunlight, it all seems
• 38:22
  Speaker 1: so bright and familiar. Yet last night there were moments
• 38:27
  Speaker 1: when I wanted to scream. She stopped short and scanned
• 38:31
  Speaker 1: the shore. Then very deliberately, she sniffed. Mister Barnstable became
• 38:36
  Speaker 1: aware of a peculiarly sharp and advertizing smell drifting across
• 38:41
  Speaker 1: the water to him. Yes, he said, it's breakfast bacon,
• 38:46
  Speaker 1: cried Lady Stella, with a squeak in her voice. Exactly
• 38:50
  Speaker 1: as mister Burley told them, said mister Barnstable, mechanically turning
• 38:54
  Speaker 1: the canoe shoreward, breakfast Bacon. That's the most reassuring thing
• 38:59
  Speaker 1: that has happened. And yet perhaps after all of it,
• 39:02
  Speaker 1: it was silly to feel frightened. And there they are
• 39:05
  Speaker 1: signaling to us. She waved her arm, greeta in a
• 39:11
  Speaker 1: white robe as you prophesied, and mister mush in a
• 39:14
  Speaker 1: sort of toga talking to her. Where could he have
• 39:17
  Speaker 1: got that toga? A faint sound of voices calling reached them. Calming,
• 39:24
  Speaker 1: cried Lady Stella. I hope I haven't been pessimistic, said
• 39:28
  Speaker 1: Lady Stella, But I felt horrid in the night. End
• 39:33
  Speaker 1: of section eight.