1 They could do what they liked with you.
2 'I likes a pint,' persisted the old man.
3 Very likely no boots had been produced at all.
4 He would have liked to continue talking about his mother.
5 It was all guesswork: very likely he had imagined everything.
6 One, much the more likely, was that the girl was an agent of the Thought Police, just as he had feared.
7 He had pulled her down on to the ground, she was utterly unresisting, he could do what he liked with her.
8 Quite likely her real object had been to listen to him and make sure whether he was shouting loudly enough.
9 Even now it seemed quite likely that when she turned round and looked at him she would draw back after all.
10 If the patrols appeared he might plead an attack of faintness, but it was not likely that they would believe him.
11 Very likely as many as a dozen people were now working away on rival versions of what Big Brother had actually said.
12 He pushed it away from him, aware only that it was the memory of some action which he would have liked to undo but could not.
13 Very likely the confessions had been rewritten and rewritten until the original facts and dates no longer had the smallest significance.
14 What is more remarkable is that all three powers already possess, in the atomic bomb, a weapon far more powerful than any that their present researches are likely to discover.
15 Like the glass paperweight or Mr. Charrington's half-remembered rhymes, it belonged to the vanished, romantic past, the olden time as he liked to call it in his secret thoughts.
16 Quite likely the person at the next table was a spy of the Thought Police, and quite likely he would be in the cellars of the Ministry of Love within three days, but a cigarette end must not be wasted.