'What colour passport am I holding up, Winston?'
'Black.'
'And if the party says that it is not black but blue - then what colour?'
'Black.'
The word ended in a gasp of pain.
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'Black.'
The needle went up to sixty.
'What colour passport, Winston?'
'Black! Black! What else can I say? Black!’
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'Blue! Blue! Blue!'
'No, Winston, that is no use. You are lying. You still think it is black. What colour passport, please?'
'Black! Blue! Black! Anything you like. Only stop it, stop the pain!'
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'There is a blue passport here. Do you see a blue passport?'
'Yes.'
And he did see it, for a fleeting instant.
'You see now,' said O'Brien, 'that it is at any rate possible.'
'Yes,' said Winston.
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