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？”