lrh.villainyvictorious-第44部分

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　their　protocol　requires　them　to　act　that　way。〃
Teenie　became　thoughtful。　She　sent　for　Governor　Spurt。　He　came　racing；　all　dressed　up；　now　that　the　chests　had　been　unlocked。　He　came　to　a　halt　with　a　clank　of　office　badges　and　bowed　low。
Teenie　dragged　him　over　to　the　side　and　had　a　low…voiced　conversation　with　him。
She　came　back　shortly。　〃By　God；　Madison；　you're　right。　It　wasn't　animal　psychology　that　was　missing…　who'd　miss　it…it　was　the　standing　Royal　orders！　Queen　Hora　wanted　to　be　hit　and　stripped　and　raped！〃
Governor　Spurt　soon　returned　acpanied　by　a　clerk　in　black　and　three　footmen　carrying　a　table　and　other　things。　They　set　them　down。
Teenie；　with　their　help；　drew　up　a　document　which　altered　former　Royal　orders。　The　clerk；　with　a　flourish；　handed　her　the　Royal　Seal　of　Flisten…a　two…pound　carved　emerald…and　she　stamped　and　signed　it。
〃It　won't　do　any　good　to　do　any　more　training　until　the　heralds　yell　it　all　over　the　island　to　make　it　legal。〃　She　got　up；　a　maid　dropped　a　cloak　over　her　shoulders　and　Madison　followed　her　out　onto　the　terrace。
Teenie　sat　down　on　a　balustrade　and　stared　out　across　the　valley。　A　footman　handed　up　a　silver　tray　which　held　a　piece　of　bubble　gum；　bowed　and　withdrew。
She　chewed　for　a　while　and；　when　she　could　blow　a　bubble；　did　so。　〃This　queening　business　is　pretty　tricky；　Madison。　You　can　get　away　with　anything　so　long　as　you　do　it　with　the　proper　legal　actions。　But　I'm　learning。〃
〃This　certainly　is　a　lovely　place；〃　said　Madison。　〃Birds　singing　and　the　air　is　like　perfume。　They're　really　making　progress　fixing　it　up。〃
〃Oh；　the　contractors　are　getting　the　panels　and　machinery　working。　I've　got　two　air…coach　trucks　making　daily　runs　now。　I'm　having　trouble　with　the　villages：　they　keep　organizing　dancing　festivals　of　wele。　But　the　main　holdup　is　in　mercial　City：　they　never　heard　of　some　of　these　torture　instruments　and　they're　having　to　be　handmade。　How's　it　going　with　publicity？〃
〃You　mean　PR。　I　think　I'll　be　in　business　in　another　two　or　three　weeks。〃
Teenie　sighed。　〃I　guess　I'll　just　have　to　resign　myself　to　it。　How　long　do　you　think　it　will　be　until　I　get　my　hands　on　Gris？〃
〃Two　or　three　months；〃　said　Madison。
She　looked　at　him　crossly。　〃You　sure　are　slow！　Well；　you　didn't　e　down　here　sightseeing。　What　do　you　want　now？〃
〃I　just　wanted　your　permission　to　send　in　a　camera　crew　and　get　some　blank　passes。　I　want　a　little　travelogue。〃
She　shrugged。　Then　she　said；　〃While　you're　at　it；　tell　your　cameraman　to　be　sure　and　take　some　pictures　of　that　dungeon。　I　want　something　to　remind　you　with　in　case　you　get　ideas　of　not　ing　through。　Call　it　animal　psychology。〃　And　she　popped　her　bubble　gum　emphatically　in　his　face。

Chapter　8

One　week　later；　Madison　called　his　staff　together。
〃I　think　we're　all　organized；〃　he　said。　〃I　just　want　to　tell　you　that　if　anybody　flubs；　he　will　be　subjected　to　one　or　both　of　two　penalties。　He　or　she　will　be　forced　to　take　a　dose　of　LSD　and　if　the　offense　is　very　bad；　the　offender　will　be　forced　to　have　a　psychiatric　treatment。　Is　that　understood？〃
They　squirmed。　It　must　be　pretty　bad　if　the　chief；　a　known　murderer；　looked　that　grim　about　it。　They　shivered；　they　went　pale　under　their　newly　acquired　tans。　They　said　they　understood。
〃All　right；〃　said　Madison。　〃It's　all　systems　go！〃
The　five　circus　girls　rushed　off；　got　dressed　as　noble　ladies。
Five　air　limousines　took　off；　headed　for　five　different　social　functions。
Five　false　identoplates　that　said；　incontestable　that　they　were　noble　ladies　from　distant　Confederacy　planets　got　them　entrance　to　estates　and　ballrooms。
The　PR　war　was　on。
They　had　their　orders。　They　had　been　drilled　and　drilled。　They　were　to　circulate　amongst　the　guests　and　at　any　opportunity；　talk　about　the　marvelous　new　doctor　from　a　planet　of　very　advanced　culture　named　Earth　that　had　developed　a　marvelous　thing　called　psychiatry。　And　would　you　believe　it？　The　root　of　all　mental　disturbance　was　sex？　Amazing！　But　he　was　curing　people　in　droves。　It　was　the　latest　thing；　quite　the　rage。
For　days　and　days；　on　and　on；　for　dozens　and　then　hundreds　of　soirees　and　balls　and　at　homes；　the　whispering　campaign　pounded　on。
The　two　officer…impersonators；　dressed　now　in　solemn　scientific　garb；　attended　on　the　heels　of　the　circus　girls；　thoughtfully　and　conservatively　confirmed　the　rumor　and　also　brought　Madison　his　feedback。
Madison；　with　a　dungeon　waiting；　watched　the　campaign　nervously。
Very　few　people；　even　on　Earth；　realized　that　psychiatry　and　psychology　were　just　the　creations　of　PR　and　had　no　other　substance。
Freud's　theory　that　everything　was　sex　had　remained　scoffed　at　and　neglected　until　he　had　married　into　a　New　York　advertising　firm　and　then　the　advertising　men　began　to　push　it；　and　until　this　day　sex　was　the　dominant　basis　of　all　Earth　advertising。　The　PR　on　psychoanalysis　was　so　good　that　it　overrode　the　fact　that　a　third　of　the　patients　mitted　suicide　in　the　first　three　months　of　treatment。　And　there　were　no　cures　of　record。
Madison　was　following　the　general　PR　pattern　psychiatry　had　pursued　so　successfully。　He　even　had　LSD　available；　a　milestone　of　psychiatric　success　which　had　permitted　it　to　capture　no　less　than　the　head　of　the　largest　news　magazine　in　America；　make　him　an　addict　and　convert　him　to　the　psychiatric　cause。　Loose；　of　Slime　magazine；　had　thus　bee　a　primary　crusader　for　psychiatry　and　LSD　and　a　relentless　hatchet　man　for　any　other　technology　that　arose　that　psychiatry　thought　might　constitute　a　threat。
Madison　did　a　little　praying　when；　at　the　end　of　ten　days；　it　was　announced　that　the　famous　psychiatrist　would　give　a　lecture　to　a　very　select　few。
An　auditorium　on　the　eightieth　floor　had　been　made　ready。　Limousine　after　limousine　arrived　on　the　roof。　Seat　after　seat　was　taken。　Madison　began　to　breathe　more　easily　as　he　watched　through　a　peephole。
Doctor　Crobe；　an　electric　collar　hidden　beneath　his　professional　tunic　neckband　in　case　he　departed　from　his　coached　speech；　came　to　the　platform　and　began　to　speak　of　the　work　of　Sigmund　Freud　in　the　field　of　sex。　It　was　a　good　speech。　It　should　be：　it　was　taken　straight　out　of　Freud；　for　Madison　had　found；　much　to　his　delight；　that　the　old　Soltan　Gris　office　contained　plete　translated　transcripts。
Crobe　droned　on。　He　had　a　small　speaker　in　his　ear　that　could　prompt　him　if　he　forgot　any　part　of　the　speech。　He　filled　the　air　with　ids　and　egos　and　censors。　And　then　he　got　down　to　the　nitty…gritty　of　it：　if　wives　were　dissatisfied　sexually　with　their　husbands；　inhibitions　could　build　up。　The　censor　was　only　a　thin　veil　at　best；　and　with　the　least　prompting；　the　terrible　insanities　which　lurked　below　could　burst　out　and　bring　terror。　Everyone　was　inhibited。　It　all　depended　on　whether　one　was　sexually　satisfied。
Applause　greeted　the　lecture。　It　was　not　surprising。　Most　of　the　people　attending　were　the　wives　of　publishers　and　editors。
Then　Doctor　Crobe；　as　he　was　supposed　to　do；　said　that　as　a　special　favor；　he　would　grant　interviews　that　very　afternoon　to　a　favored　few。
He　got　five。
They　were　taken　to　a　room　equipped　as　a　hospital。　The　two　actors；　now　garbed　as　medical　technicians；　took　their　pulse　and　weighed　them　and　did　other　banal　things。　But　they　also　looked　into　their　mouths　with　a　tongue　depressor。　And　unbeknownst　to　the　women；　that　tongue　depressor　had　on　it　a　small　dose　of　LSD。
Madison　held　his　breath。　Lady　Arthrite　Stuffy　was　one。　She　was　the　wife　of　the　publisher　of　the　largest　news…sheet　in　the　land；　the　Daily　Speaker；　the　one　where　he　had　first　been　rebuffed　so　cruelly。
Out　of　sight；　but　with　everything　on　monitors；　Madison　watched　the　five　being　escorted　to　their　interview　rooms。
Lady　Arthrite　Stuffy；　much　younger　than　her　husband；　was　led　into　the　first　room　that　Madison　and　Flick　had　earlier　entered　and　turned　on　the　black　window。
The　sacrificial　altar　had　been　covered　with　a　velvet　cloth。　The　room　looked　quite　ordinary。　The　young　woman；　at　the　direction　of　the　courteous　medical　technician　and　assisted　now　by　one　of　the　criminal　whores　garbed　as　a　nurse；　lay　down　on　the　block。
The　other　women　were　led　into　different　rooms　of　the　same　nature。
Doctor　Crobe　entered　the　room　of　Lady　Arthrite　Stuffy。　His　collar　was　on　remote　control。　He　knew　better　than　to　depart　from　the　arranged　speech；
〃Now　just　pose　yourself；〃　said　Doctor　Crobe。　〃Just　lie　there　and　go　over　all　the　rows　you　may　have　had　with　your　husband。　By　doing　so；　we　will　penetrate　the　veil　of　the　subconscious。　If　we　can　get　back　past　the　censor；　we　will　then　know　what　you　are　inhibiting。　And　we　can　clear　away　any　latent　neurosis　or　insanity。　I　will　be　back　shortly。〃
The　nurse　remained；　smiling　a　reassuring　smile。
He　went　to　each　of　the　four　remaining　rooms　and　did　the　same。
Madison　looked　at　his　watch。　The　LSD　would　really　bite　in　about　an　hour。
Doctor　Crobe　kept　circulating；　telling　each　one　to　think　deeper　about　any　husband　troubles。
The　hour　was　up。
Lady　Arthrite　Stuffy　said　to　the　nurse；　〃All　this　thinking　is　making　me　a　little　nauseated。　My　heart　seems　to　speed　up　when　I　dwell　upon　the　terrible　arguments　we　have　had。〃
It　was　the　signal。　Madison　watched　his　monitor　closely　to　be　sure　the　subjective　stage　had　been　reached。　He　pointed　at　the　electronics　man　beside　him　and　gave　a　signal。　The　button　was　pressed。
In　every　LSD　trip；　two　things　were　important：　the　first　was　the　〃set〃　or　state　of　mind　of　the　person；　the　second　was　the　〃setting；〃　where　the　person　was　at　the　time　of　the　trip。
The　lecture　and　the　directions　to　think　of　quarrels　with　the　husband　were　the　〃set〃　and　now　came　the　〃setting。〃
Devils　appeared　in　every　chair！
The　window　lit　up　and　Demons　threw　a　maiden　into　the　roaring　fire。　Another　body　seemed　to　be　lying　where　Lady　Arthrite　was　and　a　Devil　plunged　downward　with　a　knife。
LADY　ARTHRITE　SCREAMED！
In　the　next　room；　the　woman　there；　on　proper　timing；　was　suddenly　leaped　upon　by　howling　beasts　which　rushed　in　from　a　window　that　disclosed　a　jungle。　Savage　toothers　attacked　the　third　woman　as　she　sank　to　the　bottom　of　an　engulfing　sea。　Timed　precisely　with　the　LSD；　the　fourth　woman　was　being　murdered　by　bats　with　daggers　in　their　claws　while　a　cavern　howled。　In　the　fifth　room；　the　spaceship　cabin　was　beset　by　space　pirates　from　some　ghastly　planet　who　tore　a　superimposed　body　limb