O'Brien, we had finally met. At last we were face to face... was he a spy? I could not speak to someone of the Inner Party. He wanted to talk to me... to tell me that I used words that have become obsolete in the 10th edition of Newspeak dictionary? We were still using the 9th! I am only an amateur, nothing of skill, but yet I made a magnificent article that he must have loved... but a signal, a signal of his communication to Syme? But Syme had become vanished... destroyed... he had become an unperson. There was no way he could have communicated with Syme, alone. He offered to give me the new edition of the 10th Newspeak dictionary... He wrote of his address, with everyone being able to see what he wrote... for the telescreen to be able to see everything he wrote on that slip of paper. If he was not home, his servant would give it to me... where would he be? He knew I was going to come, but he says he might not be home... planned? My walk into a grave... my grave.
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