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1Ampleforth looked startled again.
Nineteen Eighty-FourBy George Orwell ContextHighlight In PART 3: Chapter 1
2Ampleforth paused, mildly startled.
Nineteen Eighty-FourBy George Orwell ContextHighlight In PART 3: Chapter 1
3 The poet Ampleforth shambled into the cell.
Nineteen Eighty-FourBy George Orwell ContextHighlight In PART 3: Chapter 1
4 With a brief movement of the hand he indicated Ampleforth.
Nineteen Eighty-FourBy George Orwell ContextHighlight In PART 3: Chapter 1
5Ampleforth failed to see Winston and sat down at another table.
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6 He must speak to Ampleforth, and risk the yell from the telescreen.
Nineteen Eighty-FourBy George Orwell ContextHighlight In PART 3: Chapter 1
7 It was even conceivable that Ampleforth was the bearer of the razor blade.
Nineteen Eighty-FourBy George Orwell ContextHighlight In PART 3: Chapter 1
8Ampleforth marched clumsily out between the guards, his face vaguely perturbed, but uncomprehending.
Nineteen Eighty-FourBy George Orwell ContextHighlight In PART 3: Chapter 1
9 In his vague way Ampleforth was attached to Winston, and would certainly sit down at his table if he caught sight of him.
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10Ampleforth, too large to sit in comfort on the narrow bench, fidgeted from side to side, clasping his lank hands first round one knee, then round the other.
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11Ampleforth made one or two uncertain movements from side to side, as though having some idea that there was another door to go out of, and then began to wander up and down the cell.
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12 He might have flinched altogether from speaking if at this moment he had not seen Ampleforth, the hairy-eared poet, wandering limply round the room with a tray, looking for a place to sit down.
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13 And a few cubicles away a mild, ineffectual, dreamy creature named Ampleforth, with very hairy ears and a surprising talent for juggling with rhymes and metres, was engaged in producing garbled versions--definitive texts, they were called--of poems which had become ideologically offensive, but which for one reason or another were to be retained in the anthologies.
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