and the old time gathered there. It drank up the green matter that flowed to the top in
a slow boil. Did it drink of the darkness? Did it suck out all the poisons accumulated
with the years? It fed in silence with an occasional sound of inner suffocation and
blind searching. It had an Eye. The impersonal operator of the machine could, by
wearing a special optical helmet, gaze into the soul of the person whom he was
pumping out. What did the Eye see? He did not say."