But we of the Holy College are as stalwart, as
strong, and as young as any man in the Hall. And so have we been for
hundreds of years, and so we mean to continue.
In the Public Hall, we take our meals apart in our own Hall; yet
the food is the same for all. Life is the common possession; it is
maintained for all by the same process--here must be no difference. Let
all, therefore, eat and drink alike.
When I consider, I repeat, the universal happiness, I am carried away,
first, with a burning indignation that any should be so mad as to mar
this happiness. They have failed; but they cost us, as you shall hear,
much trouble, and caused the lamentable death of a most zealous and
able officer.
Among the last to enter the gates were the girl Christine and her
grandfather, who walked slowly, coughing all the way.
"Come, grandad," she said, as we passed her, "take my arm. You will be
better after your dinner. Lean on me."
There was in her face so remarkable a light that I wonder now that no
suspicion or distrust possessed us. I call it light, for I can compare
it to nothing else. The easy, comfortable life our people led, and the
absence of all exciting work, the decay of reading, and the abandonment
of art, had left their faces placid to look upon, but dull. They were
certainly dull. They moved heavily; if they lifted their eyes, they
wanted the light that flashed from Christine's. It was a childish face
still--full of softness. No one would ever believe that a creature so
slight in form, so gentle to look upon, whose eyes were so soft, whose
cheeks were like the untouched bloom of a ripe peach, whose half-parted
lips were so rosy, was already harboring thoughts so abominable and
already conceiving an enterprise so wicked.
We do not suspect, in this our new World. As we have no property to
defend, no one is a thief; as everybody has as much of everything as
he wants, no one tries to get more; we fear not Death, and therefore
need no religion; we have no private ambitions to gratify, and no
private ends to attain; therefore we have long since ceased to be
suspicious. Least of all should we have been suspicious of Christine.
Why, but a year or two ago she was a little newly born babe, whom the
Holy College crowded to see as a new thing. And yet, was it possible
that one so young should be so corrupt?
"Suffragan," said the Arch Physician to me at supper, "I begin to think
that your Triumph of Science must be really complete."
"Why, Physician?"
"Because, day after day, that child leads the old man by the hand,
places him in his seat, and ministers, after the old, forgotten
fashion, to his slightest wants, and no one pays her the slightest
heed."
"Why should they?"
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