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was only reason and decency; he lacked the power; being a sage; to move 

men to action。       Europe followed Luther and embarked on a century and a 

half    of  war   and   bloody     persecution。     It's   a  melancholy      story。〃   Mr。 

Scogan      lighted   a  match。     In   the   intense   light   the  flame    was   all  but 

invisible。     The smell of burning tobacco began to mingle with the sweetly 

acrid smell of the lavender。 

     〃If   you   want    to   get  men    to  act   reasonably;     you   must    set  about 

persuading   them   in   a   maniacal   manner。       The   very   sane   precepts   of   the 

founders   of   religions   are only  made   infectious by  means   of   enthusiasms 

which   to   a   sane   man   must   appear   deplorable。     It   is   humiliating   to   find 

how impotent unadulterated sanity is。 Sanity; for example; informs us that 

the only way in which we can preserve civilisation is by behaving decently 

and intelligently。 Sanity appeals and argues; our rulers persevere in their 

customary porkishness; while we acquiesce and obey。                   The only hope is a 

maniacal crusade; I am ready; when it comes; to beat a tambourine with 

the loudest; but   at the   same   time   I shall   feel   a little   ashamed   of   myself。 

However〃Mr。 Scogan shrugged his shoulders and; pipe in hand; made a 

gesture of resignation〃It's futile to complain that things are as they are。 

The fact remains that sanity unassisted is useless。             What we want; then; is 

a sane and reasonable exploitation of the forces of insanity。               We sane men 

will   have   the   power   yet。〃    Mr。   Scogan's   eyes   shone   with   a   more   than 

ordinary brightness; and; taking his pipe out of his mouth; he gave vent to 

his loud; dry; and somehow rather fiendish laugh。 

     〃But    I  don't   want    power;〃     said   Denis。    He     was   sitting   in  limp 

discomfort at one end of the bench; shading his eyes from the intolerable 



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light。    Mr。 Scogan; bolt upright at the other end; laughed again。 

     〃Everybody  wants   power;〃   he   said。         〃Power   in   some   form   or   other。 

The sort of power you hanker for is literary power。                   Some people want 

power to persecute other human beings; you expend your lust for power in 

persecuting words; twisting them; moulding them; torturing them to obey 

you。     But I divagate。〃 

     〃Do you?〃 asked Denis faintly。 

     〃Yes;〃   Mr。   Scogan   continued;   unheeding;   〃the   time   will   come。         We 

men   of   intelligence   will   learn   to   harness   the   insanities   to   the   service   of 

reason。     We can't leave the world any longer to the direction of chance。 

We   can't   allow   dangerous   maniacs   like   Luther;   mad   about   dogma;   like 

Napoleon;   mad   about   himself;   to   go   on   casually   appearing   and   turning 

everything   upside   down。        In   the   past   it   didn't   so   much   matter;   but   our 

modern machine is too delicate。             A few more knocks like the Great War; 

another Luther or two; and the whole concern will go to pieces。                   In future; 

the   men   of   reason   must   see   that   the   madness   of   the   world's   maniacs   is 

canalised into proper channels; is made to do useful work; like a mountain 

torrent driving a dynamo。。。〃 

     〃Making electricity to light a Swiss hotel;〃 said Denis。               〃You ought to 

complete the simile。〃 

     Mr。 Scogan waved away the interruption。                〃There's only one thing to 

be    done;〃    he   said。    〃The     men    of   intelligence    must    combine;      must 

conspire; and seize power from the imbeciles and maniacs who now direct 

us。    They must found the Rational State。〃 

     The   heat   that   was   slowly   paralysing   all   Denis's   mental   and   bodily 

faculties;   seemed   to   bring   to   Mr。   Scogan   additional   vitality。    He   talked 

with an ever…increasing energy; his hands moved in sharp; quick; precise 

gestures;  his   eyes   shone。     Hard;  dry;  and   continuous;   his voice  went   on 

sounding and sounding in Denis's ears with the insistence of a mechanical 

noise。 

     〃In the   Rational   State;〃   he   heard   Mr。   Scogan   saying;   〃human   beings 

will be separated out into distinct species; not according to the colour of 

their eyes or the shape of their skulls; but according to the qualities of their 

mind and temperament。 Examining psychologists; trained to what would 



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now seem an almost superhuman clairvoyance; will test each child that is 

born and assign it to its proper species。            Duly labelled and docketed; the 

child will be given the education suitable to members of its species; and 

will be set; in adult life; to perform those functions which human beings of 

his variety are capable of performing。〃 

     〃How many species will there be?〃 asked Denis。 

     〃A  great   many;   no   doubt;〃   Mr。   Scogan   answered;   〃the   classification 

will be subtle and elaborate。         But it is not in the power of a prophet to go 

into details; nor is it his business。         I will do more than indicate the three 

main species into which the subjects of the Rational State will be divided。〃 

     He paused; cleared his throat; and coughed once or twice; evoking in 

Denis's mind the vision of a table with a glass and water… bottle; and; lying 

across one corner; a long white pointer for the lantern pictures。 

     〃The   three   main   species;〃   Mr。   Scogan   went   on;   〃will   be   these:   the 

Directing     Intelligences;     the  Men     of  Faith;   and   the  Herd。    Among      the 

Intelligences will be found all those capable of thought; those who know 

how   to   attain   a   certain   degree   of   freedomand;   alas;   how   limited;   even 

among the most intelligent; that freedom is!from the mental bondage of 

their time。     A select body of Intelligences; drawn from among those who 

have   turned   their   attention   to   the   problems   of   practical   life;   will   be   the 

governors of the Rational State。          They will employ as their instruments of 

power      the  second     great   species    of  humanitythe      men     of  Faith;   the 

Madmen; as I have been calling them; who believe in things unreasonably; 

with    passion;    and   are  ready   to   die  for  their  beliefs   and   their  desires。 

These wild men; with their fearful potentialities for good or for mischief; 

will no longer be allowed to react casually to a casual environment。 There 

will   be   no   more   Caesar   Borgias;   no   more   Luthers   and   Mohammeds;   no 

more Joanna Southcotts; no more Comstocks。                  The old…fashioned Man of 

Faith    and   Desire;    that  haphazard     creature    of  brute   circumstance;      who 

might drive   men   to   tears   and   repentance; or   who   might   equally  well   set 

them on to cutting one another's throats; will be replaced by a new sort of 

madman;       still  externally     the  same;    still  bubbling     with    a  seemingly 

spontaneous enthusiasm; but; ah; how very different from the madman of 

the past!     For   the   new  Man of   Faith   will be   expending   his passion;  his 



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desire;   and   his   enthusiasm   in   the   propagation   of   some   reasonable   idea。 

He will be; all unawares; the tool of some superior intelligence。〃 

     Mr。 Scogan chuckled maliciously; it was as though he were taking a 

revenge; in the name of reaso

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