Australia -- Fiction; Fantasy fiction; Killing of the elderly -- Fiction
"Some men are infirm at forty."
"Then deposit them," said Crasweller.
"Yes; but they will not own that they are infirm. If a man be weak
at that age, he thinks that with advancing years he will resume the
strength of his youth. There must, in fact, be a Fixed Period. We
have discussed that fifty times, and have always arrived at the same
conclusion."
He sat still, silent, unhappy, and confused. I saw that there was
something on his mind to which he hardly dared to give words. Wishing
to encourage him, I went on. "After all, you have a full twelve
months yet before the day shall have come."
"Two years," he said, doggedly.
"Exactly; two years before your departure, but twelve months before
deposition."
"Two years before deposition," said Crasweller.
At this I own I was astonished. Nothing was better known in the
empire than the ages of the two or three first inhabitants to be
deposited. I would have undertaken to declare that not a man or a
woman in Britannula was in doubt as to Mr Crasweller's exact age. It
had been written in the records, and upon the stones belonging to the
college. There was no doubt that within twelve months of the present
date he was due to be detained there as the first inhabitant. And now
I was astounded to hear him claim another year, which could not be
allowed him.
"That impudent fellow Grundle has been with me," he continued, "and
wishes to make me believe that he can get rid of me in one year. I
have, at any rate, two years left of my out-of-door existence, and I
do not mean to give up a day of it for Grundle or any one else."
It was something to see that he still recognised the law, though he
was so meanly anxious to evade it. There had been some whisperings in
the empire among the elderly men and women of a desire to obtain the
assistance of Great Britain in setting it aside. Peter Grundle, for
instance, Crasweller's senior partner, had been heard to say that
England would not allow a deposited man to be slaughtered. There was
much in that which had angered me. The word slaughter was in itself
peculiarly objectionable to my ears,--to me who had undertaken to
perform the first ceremony as an act of grace. And what had England
to do with our laws? It was as though Russia were to turn upon the
United States and declare that their Congress should be put down.
What would avail the loudest voice of Great Britain against the
smallest spark of a law passed by our Assembly?--unless, indeed,
Great Britain should condescend to avail herself of her great power,
and thus to crush the free voice of those whom she had already
recognised as independent. As I now write, this is what she has
already done, and history will have to tell the story. But it was
especially sad to have to think that there should be a Britannulist
so base, such a coward, such a traitor, as himself to propose this
expedient for adding a few years to his own wretched life.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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