mr.House's blog: Fresh news 42

The family had become in effect an extension of the Thought Police. The person, whoever it was, gave a small cough, evidently as a prelude to speaking. He knew that it was not so, because of her unmistakable agitation when she handed him the note. Without any further prompting they confessed that they had been secretly in touch with Snowball ever since his expulsion, that they had collaborated with him in destroying the windmill, and that they had entered into an agreement with him to hand over Animal Farm to Mr. Anything to rot, to weaken, to undermine! He was still strapped in the chair, but he had fallen through the floor, through the walls of the building, through the earth, through the oceans, through the atmosphere, into outer space, into the gulfs between the stars -- always away, away, away from the rats. A bowed, greycoloured, skeleton-like thing was coming towards him. Once again the animals were conscious of a vague uneasiness. He was walking down the long corridor at the Ministry and he was almost at the spot where Julia had slipped the note into his hand when he became aware that someone larger than himself was walking just behind him. Elizabeth spent thirty pounds on summer frocks and set sail immediately.

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Thursday, April 2, 2009

Fresh news 42

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