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various industries. Where are the Indian muslins now? Back in the ’forties or thereabouts they were<br />
building sea-going ships in India, and manning them as well. Now you couldn’t build a seaworthy<br />
fishing boat there. In the eighteenth century the Indians cast guns that were at any rate up to the<br />
European standard. Now, after we’ve been in India a hundred and fifty years, you can’t make so much<br />
as a brass cartridge case in the whole continent. The only Eastern races that have developed at all<br />
quickly are the independent ones. I won’t instance Japan, but take the case of Siam–’<br />
The doctor waved his hand excitedly. He always interrupted the argument at this point (for as a rule<br />
it followed the same course, almost word for word), finding that the case of Siam hampered him.<br />
‘My friend, my friend, you are forgetting the Oriental character. How iss it possible to have<br />
developed us, with our apathy and superstition? At least you have brought to us law and order. The<br />
unswerving British Justice and the Pax Britannica.’<br />
‘Pox Britannica, doctor, Pox Britannica is its proper name. And in any case, whom is it pax for?<br />
The moneylender and the lawyer. Of course we keep the peace in India, in our own interest, but what<br />
does all this law and order business boil down to? More banks and more prisons–that’s all it means.’<br />
‘What monstrous misrepresentations!’ cried the doctor. ‘Are not prissons necessary? And have you<br />
brought us nothing but prissons? Consider Burma in the days of Thibaw, with dirt and torture and<br />
ignorance, and then look around you. Look merely out of this veranda–look at that hospital, and over<br />
to the right at that school and that police station. Look at the whole uprush of modern progress!’<br />
‘Of course I don’t deny,’ Flory said, ‘that we modernise this country in certain ways. We can’t help<br />
doing so. In fact, before we’ve finished we’ll have wrecked the whole Burmese national culture. But<br />
we’re not civilising them, we’re only rubbing our dirt onto them. Where’s it going to lead, this uprush<br />
of modern progress, as you call it? Just to our own dear old swinery of gramophones and billycock<br />
hats. Sometimes I think that in two hundred years all this–’ he waved a foot towards the horizon–‘all<br />
this will be gone–forests, villages, monasteries, pagodas all vanished. And instead, pink villas fifty<br />
yards apart; all over those hills, as far as you can see, villa after villa, with all the gramophones<br />
playing the same tune. And all the forests shaved flat–chewed into wood-pulp for the News of the<br />
World, or sawn up into gramophone cases. But the trees avenge themselves, as the old chap says in<br />
The Wild Duck. You’ve read Ibsen, of course?’<br />
‘Ah, no, Mr Flory, alas! That mighty master-mind, your inspired Bernard Shaw hass called him. It<br />
iss a pleasure to come. But, my friend, what you do not see iss that your civilisation at its very worst<br />
iss for us an advance. Gramophones, billycock hats, the News of the World–all iss better than the<br />
horrible sloth of the Oriental. I see the British, even the least inspired of them, ass——ass——’ the<br />
doctor searched for a phrase, and found one that probably came from Stevenson–‘ass torchbearers<br />
upon the path of progress.’<br />
I don’t. I see them as a kind of up-to-date, hygienic, self-satisfied louse. Creeping round the world<br />
building prisons. They build a prison and call it progress,’ he added rather regretfully–for the doctor<br />
would not recognise the allusion.<br />
‘My friend, positively you are harping upon the subject of prissons! Consider that there are also<br />
other achievements of your countrymen. They construct roads, they irrigate deserts, they conquer