corrupted by the filth they handled.
'They don't even like having married women there,' she added. Girls
are always supposed to be so pure. Here's one who isn't, anyway.
She had had her first love-affair when she was sixteen, with a Party
member of sixty who later committed suicide to avoid arrest. 'And a good
job too,' said Julia, 'otherwise they'd have had my name out of him when he
confessed.' Since then there had been various others. Life as she saw it
was quite simple. You wanted a good time; 'they', meaning the Party, wanted
to stop you having it; you broke the rules as best you could. She seemed to
think it just as natural that 'they' should want to rob you of your
pleasures as that you should want to avoid being caught. She hated the
Party, and said so in the crudest words, but she made no general criticism
of it. Except where it touched upon her own life she had no interest in
Party doctrine. He noticed that she never used Newspeak words except the