That card supposedly gave me a free hand. It could take me anywhere, even into top-secret departments in Security. With it, I was immune to curfew laws, to all social restrictions1 and regulations. But when I went for a walk that evening, I knew I was being followed. Wherever I went, eyes watched me constantly. Shadows moved in and out of gray doorways2 and dissolved around corners.
After nine, after the curfew sirens howled down the emptied streets, I walked fast toward the ancient rooming house in which I thought I had always lived. Hundreds of silent gray women and children came out onto the streets and began cleaning them with brooms. One by one, the gas lights along the rubbled streets went out. I started to run through shadows, and footsteps moved behind me.
A drunken man came out of an alley3 and staggered down the broken pavement where weeds grew. A black car whisked him away. But no black car stopped for me. I saw no one with a black briefcase4 either. I saw only shadows, and felt unseen eyes watching me.
The old woman who had been run down by a black car still lay there on the sidewalk. No one dared approach that corpse5 to get it off the streets. No one knew who it was, or why it was dead. No one would take any chances. One was just as suspect from associating with a guilty corpse as a living neighbor named Donnicker.
Upstairs, I saw a splotch of blood on the hall floor. This time I knew it was Donnicker's. It reminded me of the Dirksons now. And of who could say how many others?
I lay down and took all three of tomorrow's tranquitabs. We were allotted6 a month's supply of tranquitabs at a time, and we were all compelled by law to take three a day. They knocked out worry and anxiety usually. But now they didn't seem to do me much good. I couldn't seem to go to sleep. This had never happened to me before.
Maybe Mesner was right. Maybe I did have a high IQ but wasn't consciously aware of it. This being true, then I had to be in SPA. SPA was the only place a high IQ could be tolerated.
What really bothered me the most, of course, was why I should be worried about anything. If my IQ was useful, I ought to be glad of it. A true patriot7 should be glad also to have unconscious subversive8 elements detected. A true patriot would be grateful for whatever treatment could cleanse9 him. What was the matter with me? Didn't I want to be purified, cleansed10? Didn't I want to be bipped a little?
I didn't trust Mesner. I didn't believe he really wanted me to help him track down Eggheads. But so what? If he was trying to find out something about me, I ought to be glad to cooperate.
Only I wasn't.
I had bad dreams. I dreamed of Dirkson babbling11 and crawling and smiling at me with his bloody12 mouth. He kept smiling and whispering to me: "I never did know nothing, and now I'm just all burned out."
I dreamed of old man Donnicker being dragged down the stairs.
Then I dreamed that Mesner came in and looked down at me sleeping. A light bulb came down from the ceiling. It turned bright, then dull, then bright, then dull.
Mesner smiled as he lit a cigarette. "That really bothered you didn't it, Fred. Bipping the Dirkson boy."
"It made me sick."
I wanted to wake up. I tried my best to wake up because I felt that if I didn't wake up now, I never would. I would die in my sleep.
"Let's talk about it, Fred. I'm uneasy about it myself sometimes. I've bipped so many of them, maybe my conscience bothers me. You think it might bother a man's conscience, Fred?"
"What do you mean, conscience?"
"If the State does it, it's right," I said. "If it helps bring about the Era of Normalcy and absolute and permanent stability, then any method is right."
Was that the correct answer? I was beginning to feel confused. Thoughts, words all jumbling14 up. There was an orthodox thought and an orthodox answer for everything. I'd learned them all. But had I answered this one correctly?
"That's right, Fred. But the old crackpot Egghead moralists used to say that the end doesn't necessarily justify15 the means. They would claim that bipping a man was wrong, and that no good results could ever come from it. They would say that a destructive means would always create a destructive end. Violence, they said, could only create more violence. What do you think of that, Fred?"
"That's wrong," I said. "That's confusing, double-dome stuff."
"I know. But we've got to identify with Egghead thinking if we can. No matter how repulsive16 it is, we've got to understand how they think if we're going to track them down and put them away. Now think hard, Fred. Have you ever heard a man say, 'Better that the whole world should die than that one man's brain should be invaded against his will.'"
"No, no, that's subversive," I screamed.
There was more dream, more questions, more and more confused answers. I woke up in a cold sweat. I found several electronic spy-eyes concealed17 about the room. Just outside my door I saw one of Mesner's cigarette butts18. It was yellowed with spittle, twisted and pinched in the way his always were.
I didn't know if all of that night, or only part of it had been a dream. I didn't know if Mesner had actually been questioning me in my sleep or not. The spy-eyes could do that. But I knew Mesner had been outside my door. Probably he had been questioning my dreams.
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约束( restriction的名词复数 ); 管制; 制约因素; 带限制性的条件(或规则) | |
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