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s he repliedVelutha heard his own voice beat back at him as though it had
hit a wall. He tried to explain what had happenedbut he could hear himself slipping
into incoherence. The man he was talking to was small and far awaybehind a wall of
glass. “This is a little village” Comrade Pillai was saying. “People talk. I listen to what
they say. It’s not as though I don’t know what’s been going on.” Once again Velutha
heard himself say something which made no difference to the man he spoke to. His
own voice coiled around him like a snake. “Maybe” Comrade Pillai said. “But com-
radeyou should know that Party was not constituted to support workers’ indiscipline
in their private life.” Velutha watched Comrade Pillai’s body fade from the door. His
disembodiedpiping voice stayed on and sent out slogans. Pennants fluttering in an
empty doorway. It is not in the Party’s interests to take up such matters. Individual’s
interest is subordinate to the organization’s interest. Violating Party Discipline means
violating Party Unity. The voice went on. Sentences disaggregated into phrases.
Words. Progress of the Revolution. Annihilation of the Class Enemy. Comprador
capitalist. Spring-thunder. And there it was again. Another re,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]yilai：
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