Linda had been a slave, Linda had died; others should live in freedom, and the world be made beautiful. A reparation, a duty. And suddenly it was luminously clear to the Savage what he must do; it was as though a shutter had been opened, a curtain drawn back.
Now, said the Deputy-Bursar.
Another khaki female stepped forward.
Stop! called the Savage in a loud and ringing voice. Stop!
He pushed his way to the table; the Deltas stared at him with astonishment.
Ford! said the Deputy Sub-Bursar, below his breath. Its the Savage. He felt scared.
Listen, I beg you, cried the Savage earnestly. Lend me your ears He had never spoken in public before, and found it very difficult to express what he wanted to say. Dont take that horrible stuff. Its poison, its poison.
I say, Mr. Savage, said the Deputy Sub-Bursar, smiling propitiatingly. Would you mind letting me
Poison to soul as well as body.
Yes, but let me get on with my distribution, wont you? Theres a good fellow. With the cautious tenderness of one who strokes a notoriously vicious animal, he patted the Savages arm. Just let me
Never! cried the Savage.
But look here, old man
Throw it all away, that horrible poison.
The words Throw it all away pierced through the enfolding layers of incomprehension to the quick of the Deltas consciousness. An angry murmur went up from the crowd.
I come to bring you freedom, said the Savage, turning back towards the twins. I come
The Deputy Sub-Bursar heard no more; he had slipped out of the vestibule and was looking up a number in the telephone book.
Not in his own rooms, Bernard summed up. Not in mine, not in yours. Not at the Aphroditæum; not at the Centre or the College. Where can he have got to?
Helmholtz shrugged his shoulders. They had come back from their work expecting to find the Savage waiting for them at one or other of their usual meeting-places, and there was no sign of the fellow. Which was annoying, as they had meant to nip across to Biarritz in Helmholtzs four-seater sporticopter. Theyd be late for dinner if he didnt come soon.
Well give him five more minutes, said Helmholtz. If he doesnt turn up by then, well
The ringing of the telephone bell interrupted him. He picked up the receiver. Hullo. Speaking. Then, after a long interval of listening, Ford in Flivver! he swore. Ill come at once.
What is it? Bernard asked.
A fellow I know at the Park Lane Hospital, said Helmholtz. The Savage is there. Seems to have gone mad. Anyhow, its urgent. Will you come with me?
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