204.英文正文(204)
hepausedforafewmoments,asthoughtoallowwhathehadbeensayingtosinkin。***
“doyouremember,”hewenton,“writinginyourdiary,‘freedomisthefreedomtosaythattwoplustwomakefour’?”
“yes,”saidwinston。
o’brienhelduphislefthand,itsbacktowardswinston,withthethumbhiddenandthefourfingersextended。
“howmanyfingersamiholdingup,winston?”
“four。”
“andifthepartysaysthatitisnotfourbutfive—thenhowmany?”
“four。”
thewordendedinagaspofpain。theneedleofthedialhadshotuptofifty-five。thesweathadsprungoutalloverwinston’sbody。theairtoreintohislungsandissuedagainindeepgroanswhichevenbyclenchinghisteethhecouldnotstop。o’brienwatchedhim,thefourfingersstillextended。hedrewbackthelever。thistimethepainwasonlyslightlyeased。
“howmanyfingers,winston?”
“four。”
theneedlewentuptosixty。
“howmanyfingers,winston?”
“four!four!whatelsecanisay?four!”
theneedlemusthaverisenagain,buthedidnotlookatit。theheavy,sternfaceandthefourfingersfilledhisvision。thefingersstoodupbeforehiseyeslikepillars,enormous,blurry,andseemingtovibrate,butunmistakablyfour。
“howmanyfingers,winston?”
“four!stopit,stopit!howcanyougoon?four!four!”
“howmanyfingers,winston?”
“five!five!five!”
“no,winston,thatisnouse。youarelying。youstillthinktherearefour。howmanyfingers,please?”