![]() Helena may become necessary." A pity, he thought, as he signed his name. His transference to the Marine Biological Station of St. "The author will be kept under supervision. Not to be published." He underlined the words. He sat for some time, meditatively frowning, then picked up his pen and wrote across the title-page: "The author's mathematical treatment of the conception of purpose is novel and highly ingenious, but heretical and, so far as the present social order is concerned, dangerous and potentially subversive. ![]() "A New Theory of Biology" was the title of the paper which Mustapha Mond had just finished reading. Thirty or forty bars -and then, against this instrumental background, a much more than human voice began to warble now throaty, now from the head, now hollow as a flute, now charged with yearning harmonics, it effortlessly passed from Gaspard's Forster's low record on the very frontiers of musical tone to a trilled bat-note high above the highest C to which (in 1770, at the Ducal opera of Parma, and to the astonishment of Mozart) Lucrezia Ajugari, alone of all the singers in history, once piercingly gave utterance. It was a trio for hyper-violin, super-cello and oboe-surrogate that now filled the air with its agreeable languor. In the synthetic music machine the sound-track roll began to unwind. The final blast of thyme died away there was a round of applause the lights went up. The scent organ was playing a delightfully refreshing Herbal Capriccio -rippling arpeggios of thyme and lavender, of rosemary, basil, myrtle, tarragon a series of daring modulations through the spice keys into ambergris and a slow return through sandalwood, camphor, cedar and newmown hay (with occasional subtle touches of discord -a whiff of kidney pudding, the faintest suspicion of pig's dung) back to the simple aromatics with which the piece began.
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