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bending double under the weight of the skull. At a guess he would have said
that it was the body of a man of sixty, suffering from some malignant
disease.
'You have thought sometimes,' said O'Brien, 'that my face -- the face
of a member of the Inner Party -- looks old and worn. What do you think of
your own face?'
He seized Winston's shoulder and spun him round so that he was facing
him.
'Look at the condition you are in!' he said. 'Look at this filthy
grime all over your body. Look at the dirt between your toes. Look at that
disgusting running sore on your leg. Do you know that you stink like a
goat? Probably you have ceased to notice it. Look at your emaciation. Do
you see? I can make my thumb and forefinger meet round your bicep. I could
snap your neck like a carrot. Do you know that you have lost twenty-five
kilograms since you have been in our hands? Even your hair is coming out in
handfuls. Look!' He plucked at Winston's head and brought away a tuft of
hair. 'Open your mouth. Nine, ten, eleven teeth left. How many h