Manchurian Books

"Let me see
upstairs and round about."
I did.
"What do you think of it all?" my uncle asked at last.
"Well, for one thing," I said, "why don't you have those girls working
in a decently ventilated room? Apart from any other consideration,
they'd work twice as briskly. And they ought to cover the corks before
labelling round the bottle."
"Why?" said my uncle.
"Because--they sometimes make a mucker of the cork job, and then the
label's wasted."
"Come and change it, George," said my uncle, with sudden fervour "Come
here and make a machine of it. You can. Make it all slick, and then make
it woosh. I know you can. Oh! I know you can."
II
I seem to remember very quick changes of mind after that lunch. The
muzzy exaltation of the unaccustomed stimulants gave way very rapidly
to a model of pellucid and impartial clairvoyance which is one of my
habitual mental states. It is intermittent; it leaves me for weeks
together, I know, but back it comes at last like justice on circuit,
and calls up all my impression, all my illusions, all my willful and
passionate proceedings.


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