The packing house was a big four-storey brick building, and the air around it smelled sweet and
heavy, like musk1. At the main entrance gates, there was a large notice which said VISITORS
WELCOME AT ANY TIME, and thus encouraged, Lexington walked through the gates and
entered a cobbled yard which surrounded the building itself. He then followed a series of signposts
(THIS WAY FOR THE GUIDED TOURS), and came eventually to a small corrugated-iron shed
set well apart from the main building (VISITORS’ WAITING-ROOM). After knocking politely
on the door, he went in.
There were six other people ahead of him in the waiting-room. There was a fat mother with her
two little boys aged2 about nine and eleven. There was a bright-eyed young couple who looked as
though they might be on their honeymoon3. And there was a pale woman with long white gloves,
who sat very upright, looking straight ahead, with her hands folded on her lap. Nobody spoke4.
Lexington wondered whether they were all writing cooking-books like himself, but when he put
this question to them aloud, he got no answer. The grown-ups merely smiled mysteriously to
themselves and shook their heads, and the two children stared at him as though they were seeing a
lunatic.
Soon, the door opened and a man with a merry pink face popped his head into the room and
said, ‘Next, please.’ The mother and the two boys got up and went out.
About ten minutes later, the same man returned. ‘Next, please,’ he said again, and the
honeymoon couple jumped up and followed him outside.
Two new visitors came in and sat down — a middle-aged5 husband and a middle-aged wife, the
wife carrying a wicker shopping-basket containing groceries.
‘Next, please,’ said the guide, and the woman with the long white gloves got up and left.
Several more people came in and took their places on the stiffbacked wooden chairs.
Soon the guide returned for the fourth time, and now it was Lexington’s turn to go outside.
‘Follow me, please,’ the guide said, leading the youth across the yard towards the main
building.
‘How exciting this is!’ Lexington cried, hopping6 from one foot to the other. ‘I only wish my
dear Aunt Glosspan could be with me now to see what I am going to see.’
‘I myself only do the preliminaries,’ the guide said. ‘Then I shall hand you over to someone
else.’
‘Anything you say,’ cried the ecstatic youth.
First they visited a large penned-in area at the back of the building where several hundred pigs
were wandering around. ‘Here’s where they start,’ the guide said. ‘And over there’s where they go
in.’
‘Where?’
‘Right there.’ The guide pointed7 to a long wooden shed that stood against the outside wall of the
factory. ‘We call it the shackling8-pen. This way, please.’
Three men wearing long rubber boots were driving a dozen pigs into the shackling-pen just as
Lexington and the guide approached, so they all went in together.
‘Now,’ the guide said,’ watch how they shackle9 them.’
Inside, the shed was simply a bare wooden room with no roof, and there was a steel cable with
hooks on it that kept moving slowly along the length of one wall, parallel with the ground, about
three feet up. When it reached the end of the shed, this cable suddenly changed direction and
climbed vertically10 upward through the open roof towards the top floor of the main building.
The twelve pigs were huddled11 together at the far end of the pen, standing12 quietly, looking
apprehensive13. One of the men in rubber boots pulled a length of metal chain down from the wall
and advanced upon the nearest animal, approaching it from the rear. Then he bent14 down and
quickly looped one end of the chain around one of the animal’s hind15 legs. The other end he
attached to a hook on the moving cable as it went by. The cable kept moving. The chain tightened16.
The pig’s leg was pulled up and back, and then the pig itself began to be dragged backwards17. But
it didn’t fall down. It was rather a nimble pig, and somehow it managed to keep its balance on
three legs, hopping from foot to foot and struggling against the pull of the chain, but going back
and back all the time until at the end of the pen where the cable changed direction and went
vertically upward, the creature was suddenly jerked off its feet and borne aloft. Shrill18 protests
filled the air.
‘Truly a fascinating process,’ Lexington said. ‘But what was the funny cracking noise it made
as it went up?’
‘Probably the leg,’ the guide answered. ‘Either that or the pelvis.’
‘But doesn’t that matter?’
‘Why should it matter?’ the guide asked. ‘You don’t eat the bones.’
The rubber-booted men were busy shackling up the rest of the pigs, and one after another they
were hooked to the moving cable and hoisted19 up through the roof, protesting loudly as they went.
‘There’s a good deal more to this recipe than just picking herbs, Lexington said. ‘Aunt Glosspan
would never have made it.’
At this point, while Lexington was gazing skyward at the last pig to go up, a man in rubber
boots approached him quietly from behind and looped one end of a chain around the youth’s own
ankle, hooking the other end to the moving belt. The next moment, before he had time to realize
what was happening, our hero was jerked off his feet and dragged backwards along the concrete
floor of the shackling-pen.
‘Stop!’ he cried. ‘Hold everything! My leg is caught!’
But nobody seemed to hear him, and five seconds later, the unhappy young man was jerked off
the floor and hoisted vertically upward through the open roof of the pen, dangling20 upside down by
one ankle, and wriggling21 like a fish.
‘Help!’ he shouted. ‘Help! There’s been a frightful22 mistake! Stop the engines! Let me down!’
The guide removed a cigar from his mouth and looked up serenely23 at the rapidly ascending24
youth, but he said nothing. The men in rubber boots were already on their way out to collect the
next batch25 of pigs.
‘Oh, save me!’ our hero cried. ‘Let me down! Please let me down!’ But he was now
approaching the top floor of the building where the moving belt curled like a snake and entered a
large hole in the wall, a kind of doorway26 without a door; and there, on the threshold, waiting to
greet him, clothed in a dark-stained yellow rubber apron27, and looking for all the world like Saint
Peter at the Gates of Heaven, the sticker stood.
Lexington saw him only from upside down, and very briefly28 at that, but even so he noticed at
once the expression of absolute peace and benevolence29 on the man’s face, the cheerful twinkle in
the eyes, the little wistful smile, the dimples in his cheeks – and all this gave him hope.
‘Hi there,’ the sticker said, smiling.
‘Quick! Save me!’ our hero cried.
‘With pleasure,’ the sticker said, and taking Lexington gently by one ear with his left hand, he
raised his right hand and deftly30 slit31 open the boy’s jugular32 vein33 with a knife.
The belt moved on. Lexington went with it. Everything was still upside down and the blood was
pouring out of his throat and getting into his eyes, but he could still see after a fashion, and he had
a blurred34 impression of being in an enormously long room, and at the far end of the room there
was a great smoking cauldron of water, and there were dark figures, half hidden in the steam,
dancing around the edge of it, brandishing35 long poles. The conveyor-belt seemed to be travelling
right over the top of the cauldron, and the pigs seemed to be dropping one by one into the boiling
water, and one of the pigs seemed to be wearing long white gloves on its front feet.
Suddenly our hero started to feel very sleepy, but it wasn’t until his good strong heart had
pumped the last drop of blood from his body that he passed on out of this, the best of all possible
worlds, into the next.
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