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                                                                Bond fell on his knees beside her and drew back the sheet."It is but little to a man of my age, but a great deal to thirty millions of the citizens of the United States, and to posterity in all coming time, if the union of the States and the liberties of the people are to be lost. If the majority is not to rule, who would be the judge of the issue or where is such judge to be found?"


                                                                Unfortunately the method of artificial reproduction involved a very delicate surgical technique, and it did not come into general use until first-class manipulative intelligence was already in decline. Increasingly, therefore, the excised wombs failed to survive the operation, or, if they did survive, failed to produce viable infants. Presently it became clear to the few free intelligences of the race that the method, far from increasing the population, was actually hastening its decline. But already the method had become part of the sacred tradition and could not be abandoned. For decades, therefore, it continued to be practised with increasingly disastrous results. There came a time, however, when even the dull and enslaved wits of the Celestial Empire could not but realize that if the decline of population was not quickly stopped civilization would disintegrate. A great struggle ensued between the orthodox and the protestants, until at last a compromise was agreed upon. At the age of twenty-five every young woman must receive a ceremonial cut on the abdomen, accompanied by suitable ritual and incantations. This, it was believed, would increase the fertility of her reproductive organs without the necessity of excising them.'- K. then positively refused to sign. He was attended at Newmarket for that purpose, and he point-blank refused to do it.'


                                                                                                                            'Not just yet?' said my mother, tenderly.'Used to be. Isn't any longer.'


                                                                                                                            Bond wasn't killed, but the words were still in his mind, several seconds later, after it had all happened.



                                                                                                                                                                                        My drink was nearly dead. I kept it just alive with some more ice cubes, lit another cigarette, and settled down again in my chair while a disk jockey announced half an hour of Dixieland jazz.For a moment he had a clear vision of the spare, elderly figure sitting back in his chair in the quiet office.


                                                                                                                                                                                        AND INDIA.