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And as it went by there came a murmuring groan from all the long line of those who watched, a sound such as Soames had never heard, so unconscious, primitive, deep and wild, that neither he nor any knew whether they had joined in uttering it. Strange sound, indeed! Tribute of an Age to its own death.... Ah! Ah!... The hold on life had slipped. That which had seemed eternal was gone!
There were splendid towers and soaring highways, which leaped across emptiness to magnificent landings. There were groups of structures with no straight line visible anywhere. "Interesting," said Soames. "That kind of building has been suggested as ultra-modern architecture. They don't have an external steel frame. There's a central mast from which all the floors are hung.
The engines hummed and roared and bellowed, and the ship lifted deliberately and floated away over the icy waste. The little helicopter was very much alone above a landscape which had never known a growing thing. Soames kept in radar contact and when he was ready he told the base, "I'm going down now, hunting crevasses." He let the 'copter descend.
They seemed to have taken up that position, as far apart as the seat would permit, so that they need not look at each other too much; and they were eating and drinking rather than talking Soames with his air of despising the tea-cake as it disappeared, Jolyon of finding himself slightly amusing.
"Shall I tell you what I've noticed: People are quite on the wrong track in offering less than they can afford to give; they ought to offer more, and work backward." Soames raised his eyebrows. "Suppose the more is accepted?" "That doesn't matter a little bit," said Mont; "it's much more paying to abate a price than to increase it.
Gradman said suddenly: "If they were makin' a levy on capital, they could come on the trustees, sir. So there you'd be just the same. I'd think it over, if I were you." "That's true," said Soames. "I will. What have you done about that dilapidation notice in Vere Street?" "I 'aven't served it yet. The party's very old. She won't want to go out at her age." "I don't know.
And suddenly he found his mother's hand squeezing his. "You see," he heard Soames say, "we can't have it all begin over again. There's a limit; we must strike while the iron's hot." Val freed his hand. "But you're never going to bring out that about the pearls! I couldn't stand that I simply couldn't!" Winifred cried out: "No, no, Val oh no! That's only to show you how impossible your father is!"
Hemmings, angry-eyed, and wearing a smile like that of a trained poodle, had replied in an outburst of artificial applause: "Come, now, that's good, sir that's very good. Your uncle will have his joke!" The next time he had seen Soames he had taken the opportunity of saying to him: "The chairman's getting very old!
But if he meant to do it, now was the moment. Turning from the David Cox, he took out the torn letter. "I've had this." Her eyes widened, stared at him, and hardened. Soames handed her the letter. "It's torn, but you can read it." And he turned back to the David Cox a seapiece, of good tone but without movement enough. 'I wonder what that chap's doing at this moment? he thought.
And I have reason for believing that this will be so. You realize that the reading-room into which Soames was projected by the devil was in all respects precisely as it will be on the afternoon of June 3, 1997.
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