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clipped his speakwritten corrections

more terrifying than mere torture and death?

momentary hush passed over the group of people round the chairs

bigoted adherents of the Party, the swallowers of slogans, the amateur spies and nosers-out of unorthodoxy. But this particular girl gave him the impression of being more dangerous than most. Once when they passed in the corridor she gave him a quick sidelong glance which seemed to pierce right into him and for a moment had filled him with black terror. The idea had even crossed

everyone ‘comrade’ – but with

Winston’s diaphragm was constricted. He could never see the face of Goldstein without a painful mixture of emotions. It was a lean Jewish face, with a great fuzzy aureole of white hair and a small goatee beard – a clever face

merely a few words of encouragement

savage, in the background

saw that he had left the diary open on the table. DOWN WITH BIG BROTHER

feeble baby, always silent, with large, watchful eyes.