Sarah King stood in the precincts of the Temple -the Haramesh-Sherif.Her
back was to the Dome of the Rock.The splashing of fountains sounded in her
ears.Little groups of tourists passed by without disturbing the peace of the
oriental atmosphere.
Strange,thought Sarah,that once a Jebusite should have made this rocky
summit into a threshing floor and that David should have purchased it for six
hundred shekels of gold and made it a Holy Place.And now the loud chattering
tongues of sightseers of all nations could be heard.
She turned and looked at the Mosque which now covered the shrine and
wondered if Solomon's temple would have looked half as beautiful.
There was a clatter of footsteps and a little party came out from the
interior of the Mosque.It was the Boyntons escorted by a voluble dragoman,Mrs
Boynton was supported between Lennox and Raymond.Nadine and Mr Cope walked
behind.Carol came last.As they were moving off,the latter caught sight of Sarah.
She hesitated,then,on a sudden decision,she wheeled round and ran swiftly
and noiselessly across the courtyard.
"Excuse me,"she said breathlessly."I must -I -I felt I must speak to you."
"Yes?"said Sarah.
Carol was trembling violently.Her face was quite white.
"It's about -my brother.When you -you spoke to him last night you must have
thought him very rude.But he didn't mean to be -he -he couldn't help it.Oh,do
please believe me."
Sarah felt that the whole scene was ridiculous.Both her pride and her good
taste were offended.Why should a strange girl suddenly rush up and tender a
ridiculous apology for a boorish brother?
An off-hand reply trembled on her lips -and then,quickly,her mood changed.
There was something out of the ordinary here.This girl was in deadly
earnest.That something in Sarah which had led her to adopt a medical career
reacted to the girl's need.Her instinct told her there was something badly wrong.
She said encouragingly: "tell me about it."
"He spoke to you on the train,didn't he?"began Carol.
Sarah nodded."Yes;at least,I spoke to him."
"Oh,of course.It would be that way round.But,you see,last night Ray was
afraid -"
She stopped.
"Afraid?"
Carol's white face crimsoned.
"Oh,I know it sounds absurd -mad.You see,my mother -she's -she's not well -
and she doesn't like us making friends outside.But -but I know Ray would -would
like to be friends with you."
Sarah was interested.Before she could speak,Carol went on: "I -I know what
I'm saying sounds very silly,but we are -rather an odd family."She cast a quick
look round -it was a look of fear.
"I -I mustn't stay,"she murmured.'they may miss me."
Sarah made up her mind.She spoke.
"Why shouldn't you stay -if you want to?We might walk back together."
"Oh,no."Carol drew back."I -I couldn't do that."
"Why not?"said Sarah.
"I couldn't really,My mother would be -would be -"
Sarah said clearly and calmly:
"I know it's awfully difficult sometimes for parents to realize that their
children are grown up.They will go on trying to run their lives for them.But
it's a pity,you know,to give in!One must stand up for one's rights."
Carol murmured: "You don't understand -you don't understand in the
least......"
Her hands twisted together nervously.
Sarah went on: "One gives in sometimes because one is afraid of rows.Rows
are very unpleasant,but I think freedom of action is always worth fighting for."
"Freedom?"Carol stared at her."None of us have ever been free.We never will
be."
"Nonsense!"said Sarah clearly.
Carol leaned forward and touched her arm.
"Listen,I must try and make you understand!Before her marriage my mother -
she's my stepmother really -was a wardress in a prison.My father was the
Governor and he married her.Well,it's been like that ever since.She's gone on
being a wardress -to us.That's why our life is just -being in prison!"
Her head jerked round again.
"they've missed me.I -I must go."
Sarah caught her by the arm as she was darting off.
"One minute.We must met again and talk."
"I can't.I shan't be able to."
"Yes,you can."She spoke authoritatively."Come to my room after you go to
bed.It's 319.Don't forget 319."
She released her hold.Carol ran off after her family.
Sarah stood staring after her.She awoke from her thoughts to find Dr Gerard
by her side.
"Good morning,Miss King.So you've been talking to Miss Carol Boynton?"
"Yes,we had the most extraordinary conversation.Let me tell you."
She repeated the substance of her conversation with the girl.Gerard pounced
on one point.
"Wardress in a prison,was she,that old hippopotamus?That is
significant,perhaps."
Sarah said:
"You mean that that is the cause of her tyranny?It is the habit of her
former profession."
Gerard shook his head.
"No,htat is approaching it from the wrong angle.There is some deep
underlying compulsion.She does not love tyranny because she has been a
wardress.Let us rather say that she became a wardress because she loved
tyranny.In my theory it was a secret desire for power over other human beings
that led her to adopt that profession."
His face was very grave.
"there are such strange things buried sown in the unconscious.A lust for
power -a lust for cruelty -a savage desire to tear and rend -all the inheritance
of our past racial memories......They are all there,Miss King,all the cruelty
and savagery and lust......We shut the door on them and deny them conscious
life,but sometimes -they are too strong."
Sarah shivered."I know."
Gerard continued: "We see it all round us today -in political creeds,in the
conduct of nations.A reaction from humanitarianism -from pity -from brotherly
good-will.The creeds sound well sometimes -a wise regime -a beneficent
government -but imposed by force -resting on a basis of cruelty and fear.They
are opening the door,these apostles of violence,they are letting up the old
savagery,the old delight in cruelty for its own sake!Oh,it is difficult -Man is
an animal very delicately balanced.He has one prime necessity -to survive.To
advance too quickly is as fatal as to lag behind.He must survive!He
must,perhaps,retain some of the old savagery,but he must not -no definitely he
must not -deify it!"
There was a pause.Then Sarah said:
"You think old Mrs Boynton is a kind of Sadist?"
"I am almost sure of it.I think she rejoices in the infliction of pain -
mental pain,mind you,not physical.That is very much rarer and very much more
difficult to deal with.She likes to have control of other human beings and she
likes to make them suffer."
"It's pretty beastly,"said Sarah.
Gerard told her of his conversation with Jefferson Cope."He doesn't realize
what is going on?"she said thoughtfully.
"How should he?He is not a psychologist."
"True.He hasn't got our disgusting minds!"
"Exactly.He has a nice upright,sentimental,normal American mind.He believes
in good rather than evil.He sees that the atmosphere of the Boynton family is
all wrong,but he credits Mrs Boynton with misguided devotion rather than active
maleficence."
"that should amuse her,"said Sarah.
"I should imagine it does!"
Sarah said impatiently:
"But why don't they break away?They could."
Gerard shook his head.
"No,there you are wrong.They cannot.Have you ever seen the old experiment
with a cock?You chalk a line on the floor and put the cock's beak on it.The cock
believes he is tied there.He cannot raise his head.So with these
unfortunates.She has worked on them,remember,since they were children.And her
dominance has been mental.She has hypnotized them to believe that they cannot
disobey her.Oh,I know most people would say that was nonsense -but you and I
know better.She has made them believe that utter dependence on her is
inevitable.They have been in prison so long that if the prison door stands open
they would no longer notice!One of them,at least,no longer even wants to be
free!And they would all be afraid of freedom."
Sarah asked practically: "What will happen when she dies?"
Gerard shrugged his shoulders.
"It depends.On how soon that happens.If it happened now -well,I think it
might not be too late.The boy and girl -they are still young -
impressionable.They would become,I believe,normal human beings.With
Lennox,possibly,it has gone too far.He looks to me like a man who has parted
company with hope -he lives and endures like a brute beast."
Sarah said impatiently: "His wife ought to have done something!She ought to
have yanked him out of it."
"I wonder.She may have tried -and failed."
"do you think she's under the spell,too?"
Gerard shook his head.
"No,I don't think the old lady has any power over her,and for that reason
she hates her with a bitter hatred.Watch her eyes."
Sarah frowned."I can't make her out -the young one,I mean.Does she know what
is going on?"
"I think she must have a pretty shrewd idea."
"H'm,"said Sarah.'that old woman ought to be murdered!Arsenic in her early
morning tea would be my prescription."
Then she said abruptly:
"What about the youngest girl -the red-haired one with the rather
fascinating vacant smile?"
Gerard frowned."I don't know.There is something queer there.Ginevra Boynton
is the old woman's own daughter,of course."
"Yes.I suppose that would be different -or wouldn't it?"
Gerard said slowly: "I do not believe that when once the mania for power
(and the lust for cruelty)has taken possession of a human being it can spare
anybody -not even its nearest and dearest."
He was silent for a moment,then he said: "Are you a Christian,mademoiselle?"
Sarah said slowly: "I don't know.I used to think that I wasn't anything.But
now -I'm not sure.I feel -oh,I feel that if I could sweep all this away"-she
made a violent gesture -"all the buildings and the sects and the fierce
squabbling churches -that -that I might see Christ's quiet figure riding into
Jerusalem on a donkey -and believe in Him."
Dr Gerard said gravely: "I believe at least in one of the chief tenets of
the Christian faith -contentment with a lowly place.I am a doctor and I know
that ambition -the desire to succeed -to have power -leads to most ills of the
human soul.If the desire is realized it leads to arrogance,violence and final
satiety -and if it is denied -ah!If it is denied -let all the asylums for the
insane rise up and give their testimony!They are filled with human beings who
were unable to face being mediocre,insignificant,ineffective and who therefore
created for themselves ways of escape from reality so as to be shut off from
life itself for ever."
Sarah said abruptly: "It's a pity the old Boynton woman isn't in an asylum."
Gerard shook his head.
"No -her place is not there among the failures.It is worse than that.She has
succeeded,you see!She has accomplished her dream."
Sarah shuddered.
She cried passionately: "such things ought not to be!"
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