I confess that my conversation with Aph-Lin, and the extreme coolness with which he stated his inability to control the dangerous caprice of his daughter, and treated the idea of the reduction into a cinder to which her amorous flame might expose my too seductive person, took away the pleasure I should otherwise have had in the contemplation of my host's country-seat, and the astonishing perfection of the machinery by which his farming operations were conducted.The house differed in appearance from the massive and sombre building which Aph-Lin inhabited in the city, and which seemed akin to the rocks out of which the city itself had been hewn into shape.The walls of the country-seat were composed by trees placed a few feet apart from each other, the interstices being filled in with the transparent metallic substance which serves the purpose of glass among the Ana.These trees were all in flower, and the effect was very pleasing, if not in the best taste.We were received at the porch by life-like automata, who conducted us into a chamber, the like to which I never saw before, but have often on summer days dreamily imagined.It was a bower- half room, half garden.The walls were one mass of climbing flowers.The open spaces, which we call windows, and in which, here, the metallic surfaces were slided back, commanded various views; some, of the wide landscape with its lakes and rocks; some, of small limited expanses answering to our conservatories, filled with tiers of flowers.Along the sides of the room were flower-beds, interspersed with cushions for repose.In the centre of the floor was a cistern and a fountain of that liquid light which I have presumed to be naphtha.It was luminous and of a roseate hue; it sufficed without lamps to light up the room with a subdued radiance.
All around the fountain was carpeted with a soft deep lichen, not green (I have never seen that colour in the vegetation ofthis country), but a quiet brown, on which the eye reposes with the same sense of relief as that with which in the upper world it reposes on green.In the outlets upon flowers (which I have compared to our conservatories) there were singing birds innumerable, which, while we remained in the room, sang in those harmonies of tune to which they are, in these parts, so wonderfully trained.The roof was open.The whole scene had charms for every sense- music form the birds, fragrance from the flowers, and varied beauty to the eye at every aspect.
About all was a voluptuous repose.What a place, methought, for a honeymoon, if a Gy bride were a little less formidably armed not only with the rights of woman, but with the powers of man! But when one thinks of a Gy, so learned, so tall, so stately, so much above the standard of the creature we call woman as was Zee, no! even if I had felt no fear of being reduced to a cinder, it is not of her I should have dreamed in that bower so constructed for dreams of poetic love.
The automata reappeared, serving one of those delicious liquids which form the innocent wines of the Vril-ya.
"Truly," said I, "this is a charming residence, and I can scarcely conceive why you do not settle yourself here instead of amid the gloomier abodes of the city.""As responsible to the community for the administration of light, I am compelled to reside chiefly in the city, and can only come hither for short intervals.""But since I understand from you that no honours are attached to your office, and it involves some trouble, why do you accept it?""Each of us obeys without question the command of the Tur.He said, 'Be it requested that Aph-Lin shall be the Commissioner of Light,' so I had no choice; but having held the office now for a long time, the cares, which were at first unwelcome, have become, if not pleasing, at least endurable.We are all formed by custom- even the difference of our race from the savage is but the transmitted continuance of custom, which becomes,through hereditary descent, part and parcel of our nature.You see there are Ana who even reconcile themselves to the responsibilities of chief magistrate, but no one would do so if his duties had not been rendered so light, or if there were any questions as to compliance with his requests.""Not even if you thought the requests unwise or unjust?""We do not allow ourselves to think so, and, indeed, everything goes on as if each and all governed themselves according to immemorial custom.""When the chief magistrate dies or retires, how do you provide for his successor?""The An who has discharged the duties of chief magistrate for many years is the best person to choose one by whom those duties may be understood, and he generally names his successor.""His son, perhaps?"
"Seldom that; for it is not an office any one desires or seeks, and a father naturally hesitates to constrain his son.But if the Tur himself decline to make a choice, for fear it might be supposed that he owed some grudge to the person on whom his choice would settle, then there are three of the College of Sages who draw lots among themselves which shall have the power to elect the chief.We consider that the judgment of one An of ordinary capacity is better than the judgment of three or more, however wise they may be; for among three there would probably be disputes, and where there are disputes, passion clouds judgment.The worst choice made by one who has no motive in choosing wrong, is better than the best choice made by many who have many motives for not choosing right.""You reverse in your policy the maxims adopted in my country.""Are you all, in your country, satisfied with your governors?""All! Certainly not; the governors that most please some are sure to be those most displeasing to others.""Then our system is better than yours."
