Section 1
“God has made more universes than there are pages in all the libraries of earth; man may learn and grow for ever amidst the multitude of His worlds.”
Mr. Barnstaple had a sense of floating from star to star and from plane to plane, through an incessant1 variety and wonder of existences. He passed over the edge of being; he drifted for ages down the faces of immeasurable cliffs; he travelled from everlasting2 to everlasting in a stream of innumerable little stars. At last came a phase of profound restfulness. There was a sky of level clouds, warmed by the light of a declining sun, and a skyline of gently undulating hills, golden grassy3 upon their crests5 and carrying dark purple woods and thickets6 and patches of pale yellow like ripening7 corn upon their billowing slopes. Here and there were domed8 buildings and terraces, flowering gardens and little villas9 and great tanks of gleaming water.
There were many trees like the eucalyptus10 — only that they had darker leaves — upon the slopes immediately below and round and about him; and all the land fell at last towards a very broad valley down which a shining river wound leisurely12 in great semicircular bends until it became invisible in evening haze13.
A slight movement turned his eyes to discover Lychnis seated beside him. She smiled at him and put her finger on her lips. He had a vague desire to address her, and smiled faintly and moved his head. She got up and slipped away from him past the head of his couch. He was too feeble and incurious to raise his head and look to see where she had gone. But he saw that she had been sitting at a white table on which was a silver bowl full of intensely blue flowers, and the colour of the flowers held him and diverted his first faint impulse of curiosity.
He wondered whether colours were really brighter in this Utopian world or whether something in the air quickened and clarified his apprehension14.
Beyond the table were the white pillars of the loggia. A branch of one of these eucalyptus-like trees, with leaves bronze black, came very close outside.
And there was music. It was a little trickle15 of sound, that dripped and ran, a mere16 unobtrusive rivulet17 of little clear notes upon the margin18 of his consciousness, the song of some fairyland Debussy.
Peace. . . .
Section 2
He was awake again.
He tried hard to remember.
He had been knocked over and stunned19 in some manner too big and violent for his mind to hold as yet.
Then people had stood about him and talked about him. He remembered their feet. He must have been lying on his face with his face very close to the ground. Then they had turned him over, and the light of the rising sun had been blinding in his eyes.
Two gentle goddesses had given him some restorative in a gorge20 at the foot of high cliffs. He had been carried in a woman’s arms as a child is carried. After that there were cloudy and dissolving memories of a long journey, a long flight through the air. There was something next to this, a vision of huge complicated machinery21 that did not join on to anything else. For a time his mind held this up in an interrogative fashion and then dropped it wearily. There had been voices in consultation22, the prick23 of an injection and some gas that he had had to inhale24. And sleep — or sleeps, spells of sleep interspersed25 with dreams. . . .
Now with regard to that gorge; how had he got there?
The gorge — in another light, a greenish light — with Utopians who struggled with a great cable.
Suddenly hard and clear came the vision of the headland of Quarantine Crag towering up against the bright blue morning sky, and then the crest4 of it grinding round, with its fluttering flags and its dishevelled figures, passing slowly and steadily26, as some great ship passes out of a dock, with its flags and passengers into the invisible and unknown. All the wonder of his great adventure returned to Mr. Barnstaple’s mind.
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He sat up in a state of interrogation and Lychnis reappeared at his elbow.
She seated herself on his bed close to him, shook up some pillows behind him and persuaded him to lie back upon them. She conveyed to him that he was cured of some illness and no longer infectious, but that he was still very weak. Of what illness? he asked himself. More of the immediate11 past became clear to him.
“There was an epidemic27,” he said. “A sort of mixed epidemic — of all our infections.”
She smiled reassuringly28. It was over. The science and organization of Utopia had taken the danger by the throat and banished29 it. Lychnis, however, had had nothing to do with the preventive and cleansing30 work that had ended the career of these invading microbes so speedily; her work had been the help and care of the sick. Something came through to the intelligence of Mr. Barnstaple that made him think that she was faintly sorry that this work of pity was no longer necessary. He looked up into her beautiful kindly31 eyes and met her affectionate solicitude32. She was not sorry Utopia was cured again; that was incredible; but it seemed to him that she was sorry that she could no longer spend herself in help and that she was glad that he at least was still in need of assistance.
“What became of those people on the rock?” he asked. “What became of the other Earthlings?”
She did not know. They had been cast out of Utopia, she thought.
“Back to earth?”
She did not think they had gone back to earth. They had perhaps gone into yet another universe. But she did not know. She was one of those who had no mathematical aptitudes33, and physico-chemical science and the complex theories of dimensions that interested so many people in Utopia were outside her circle of ideas. She believed that the crest of Quarantine Crag had been swung out of the Utopian universe altogether. A great number of people were now intensely interested in this experimental work upon the unexplored dimensions into which physical processes might he swung, but these matters terrified her. Her mind recoiled34 from them as one recoils35 from the edge of a cliff. She did not want to think where the Earthlings had gone, what deeps they had reeled over, what immensities they had seen and swept down into. Such thoughts opened dark gulfs beneath her feet where she had thought everything fixed36 and secure. She was a conservative in Utopia. She loved life as it was and as it had been. She had given herself to the care of Mr. Barnstaple when she had found that he had escaped the fate of the other Earthlings and she had not troubled very greatly about the particulars of that fate. She had avoided thinking about it.
“But where are they? Where have they gone?”
She did not know.
She conveyed to him haltingly and imperfectly her own halting and unsympathetic ideas of these new discoveries that had inflamed37 the Utopian imagination. The crucial moment had been the experiment of Arden and Greenlake that had brought the Earthlings into Utopia. That had been the first rupture38 of the hitherto invincible39 barriers that had held their universe in three spatial40 dimensions. That had opened these abysses. That had been the moment of release for all the new work that now filled Utopia. That had been the first achievement of practical results from an intricate network of theory and deduction41. It sent Mr. Barnstaple’s mind back to the humbler discoveries of earth, to Franklin snapping the captive lightning from his kite and Galvani, with his dancing frog’s legs, puzzling over the miracle that brought electricity into the service of men. But it had taken a century and a half for electricity to make any sensible changes in human life because the earthly workers were so few and the ways of the world so obstructive and slow and spiteful. In Utopia to make a novel discovery was to light an intellectual conflagration42. Hundreds of thousands of experimentalists in free and open co-operation were now working along the fruitful lines that Arden and Greenlake had made manifest. Every day, every hour now, new and hitherto fantastic possibilities of interspatial relationship were being made plain to the Utopians.
Mr. Barnstaple rubbed his head and eyes with both hands and then lay back, blinking at the great valley below him, growing slowly golden as the sun sank. He felt himself to be the most secure and stable of beings at the very centre of a sphere of glowing serenity43. And that effect of an immense tranquillity44 was a delusion45; that still evening peace, was woven of incredible billions of hurrying and clashing atoms.
All the peace and fixity that man has ever known or will ever know is but the smoothness of the face of a torrent46 that flies along with incredible speed from cataract47 to cataract. Time was when men could talk of everlasting hills. To-day a schoolboy knows that they dissolve under the frost and wind and rain and pour seaward, day by day and hour by hour. Time was when men could speak of Terra Firma and feel the earth fixed, adamantine beneath their feet. Now they know that it whirls through space eddying48 about a spinning, blindly driven sun amidst a sheeplike drift of stars. And this fair curtain of appearance before the eyes of Mr. Barnstaple, this still and level flush of sunset and the great cloth of starry49 space that hung behind the blue; that too was now to be pierced and torn and rent asunder50. . . .
The extended fingers of his mind closed on the things that concerned him most.
“But where are my people?” he asked. “Where are their bodies? Is it just possible they are still alive?”
She could not tell him.
He lay thinking. . . . It was natural that he should be given into the charge of a rather backward-minded woman. The active-minded here had no more use for him in their lives than active-minded people on earth have for pet animals. She did not want to think about these spatial relations at all; the subject was too difficult for her; she was one of Utopia’s educational failures. She sat beside him with a divine sweetness and tranquillity upon her face, and he felt his own judgment51 upon her like a committed treachery. Yet he wanted to know very badly the answer to his question.
He supposed the crest of Quarantine Crag had been twisted round and flung off into some outer space. It was unlikely that this time the Earthlings would strike a convenient planet again. In all probability they had been turned off into the void, into the interstellar space of some unknown universe. . . .
What would happen then? They would freeze. The air would instantly diffuse52 right out of them, Their own gravitation would flatten53 them out, crush them together, collapse54 them! At least they would have no time to suffer. A gasp55, like someone flung into ice-cold water. . . .
He contemplated56 these possibilities.
“Flung out!” he said aloud. “Like a cageful of mice thrown over the side of a ship!”
“I don’t understand,” said Lychnis, turning to him.
He appealed to her. “And now — tell me. What is to become of me?”
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For a time Lychnis gave him no answer. She sat with her soft eyes upon the blue haze into which the great river valley had now dissolved. Then she turned to him with a question:
“You want to stay in this world?”
“Surely any Earthling would want to stay in this world. My body has been purified. Why should I not stay?”
“It seems a good world to you?”
“Loveliness, order, health, energy and wonder; it has all the good things for which my world groans57 and travails58.”
“And yet our world is not content.”
“I could be contented59.”
“You are tired and weak still.”
“In this air I could grow strong and vigorous. I could almost grow young in this world. In years, as you count them here, I am still a young man.”
Again she was silent for a time. The mighty60 lap of the landscape was filled now with indistinguishable blue, and beyond the black silhouettes61 of the trees upon the hillside only the skyline of the hills was visible against the yellow green and pale yellow of the evening sky. Never had Mr. Barnstaple seen so peaceful a nightfall. But her words denied that peace. “Here,” she said, “there is no rest. Every day men and women awake and say: What new thing shall we do today? What shall we change?”
“They have changed a wild planet of disease and disorder62 into a sphere of beauty and safety. They have made the wilderness63 of human motives64 bear union and knowledge and power.”
“And research never rests, and curiosity and the desire for more power and still more power consumes all our world.”
“A healthy appetite. I am tired now, as weak and weary and soft as though I had just been born; but presently when I have grown stronger I too may share in that curiosity and take a part in these great discoveries that now set Utopia astir. Who knows?”
He smiled at her kind eyes.
“You will have much to learn,” she said.
She seemed to measure her own failure as she said these words.
Some sense of the profound differences that three thousand years of progress might have made in the fundamental ideas and ways of thinking of the race dawned upon Mr. Barnstaple’s mind. He remembered that in Utopia he heard only the things he could understand, and that all that found no place in his terrestrial circle of ideas was inaudible to his mind. The gulfs of misunderstanding might be wider and deeper than he was assuming. A totally illiterate65 Gold Coast negro trying to master thermo-electricity would have set himself a far more hopeful task.
“After all it is not the new discoveries that I want to share,” he said; “quite possibly they are altogether beyond me; it is this perfect, beautiful daily life, this life of all the dreams of my own time come true, that I want. I just want to be alive here. That will be enough for me.”
“You are weak and tired yet,” said Lychnis. “When you are stronger you may face other ideas.”
“But what other ideas —?”
“Your mind may turn back to your own world and your own life.”
“Go back to earth!”
Lychnis looked out at the twilight66 again for a while before she turned to him with, “You are an Earthling born and made. What else can you be?”
“What else can I be?” Mr. Barnstaple’s mind rested upon that, and he lay feeling rather than thinking amidst its implications as the pinpoint67 lights of Utopia pricked68 the darkling blue below and ran into chains and groups and coalesced69 into nebulous patches.
He resisted the truth below her words. This glorious world of Utopia, perfect and assured, poised70 ready for tremendous adventures amidst untravelled universes, was a world of sweet giants and uncompanionable beauty, a world of enterprises in which a poor muddy-witted, weak-willed Earthling might neither help nor share. They had plundered71 their planet as one empties a purse; they thrust out their power amidst the stars. . . . They were kind. They were very kind. . . . But they were different. . . .
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