Re: AMC: Just when you thought it was safe...

absentmindedly
O'Brien felt two of his pockets and then produced a small leather-covered
notebook and a gold ink-pencil. Immediately beneath the telescreen, in such
a position that anyone who was watching at the other end of the instrument
could read what he was writing, he scribbled an address, tore out the page
and handed it to Winston.
'I am usually at home in the evenings,' he said. 'If not, my servant
will give you the dictionary.'
He was gone, leaving Winston holding the scrap of paper, which this
time there was no need to conceal. Nevertheless he carefully memorized what
was written on it, and some hours later dropped it into the memory hole
along with a mass of other papers.
They had been talking to one another for a couple of minutes at the
most. There was only one meaning that the episode could possibly have. It
had been contrived as a way of letting Winston know O'Brien's address. This
was necessary, because except by direct enquiry it was never possible to
discover where anyone lived. There were no directories of any kind. 'If you
ever want to see me, this is where I can be found,