Chapter 11 Summary

All of upper-caste London is wild to see the Savage who fell on his knees before the D.H.C., who promptly resigned. But no one is at all anxious to see Linda, who was decanted and so not so much a mystery. More importantly, she's sickening, having lost her youth, her complexion and her figure. The best people are determined not to see Linda, who'd rather not see them, either. Instead, Linda lies in bed taking one soma-holiday after another. The doctor tells Bernard the soma, in such excess, will finish her off in a month or two. When John objects, the doctor says they may be shortening her life in one sense, but they're lengthening it in another, since every soma-holiday is a bit of what the ancestors called eternity. Moreover, the doctor is grateful for this opportunity to...