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on, 'in case there's a mike hidden there. I don't
suppose there is, but there could be. There's always
the chance of one of those swine recognizing your
voice. We're all right here.'
He still had not the courage to approach her. 'We're
all right here?' he repeated stupidly.
'Yes. Look at the trees.' They were small ashes,
which at some time had been cut down and had
sprouted up again into a forest of poles, none of
them thicker than one's wrist. 'There's nothing big
enough to hide a mikein. Besides, I've been here
before.'
They were only making conversation. He had
managed to move closer to her now. She stood
before him very upright, with a smile on her face
that looked faintly ironical, as though she were
wondering why he was so slow to act. The
bluebells had cascaded on to the ground. They
seemed to havefallen of their own accord. He took
her hand.
'Would you believe,' he said, 'that till this moment I
didn't know what colour your eyes were?' They
were brown, he noted, a rather light shade of
brown, with dark lashes. 'Now that you've seen
what I'm really like, can you still bear to look at
me?'
'Yes, easily.' — Sí, bastante bien.
'I'm thirty-nine years old. I've got a wife that I can't
get rid of. I've got varicose veins. I've got five false
teeth.'
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— por si acaso había algún micrófono escondido.
No creo que lo haya, pero no es imposible.
Siempre cabe la posibilidad de que uno de esos
cerdos te reconozcan la voz. Aquí estamos bien.
Todavía le faltaba valor a Winston para acercarse a
ella. Por eso, se limitó a repetir tontamente:
— Estamos bien aquí.
— Sí. Mira los árboles eran unos arbolillos de
ramas finísimas —. No hay nada lo bastante grande
para ocultar un micro. Además, ya he estado aquí
antes.
Sólo hablaban. Él se había decidido ya a acercarse
más a ella. Sonriente, con cierta ironía en la
expresión, la joven estaba muy derecha ante él
como preguntándose por qué tardaba tanto en
empezar. El ramo de flores silvestre se había caído
al suelo. Winston le cogió la mano.
— ¿Quieres creer —dijo — que hasta este
momento no sabía de qué color tienes los ojos? —
Eran castaños, bastante claros, con pestañas negras
—. Ahora que me has visto a plena luz y cara a
cara, ¿puedes soportar mi presencia?
— Tengo treinta y nueve años. Estoy casado y no
me puedo librar de mi mujer. Tengo varices y
cinco dientes postizos.
'I couldn't care less,' said the girl. — Todo eso no me importa en absoluto —dijo la
muchacha.
The next moment, it was hard to say by whose act,
she was in his his arms. At the beginning he had no
Un instante después, sin saber cómo, se la encontró
Winston en sus brazos. Al principio, su única