As Winston had predicted earlier, one day his colleague Syme disappeared. He vanished and ceased to have existed. This brought the precariousness of their own position closer to Winston and Julia, but they persisted in living for the moment. Even if they could not actually be together a lot, the very fact that the room above the shop existed was consoling in itself.
Meanwhile, the preparations for Hate Week were going ahead at full steam. A special Hate song had been composed and was played through the telescreens continuously. Parsons was going all out to ensure a magnificent participation by his building in Hate Week.
Julia and Winston tried to insulate themselves in their room, they talked to the shop owner and treasured the memories of the past he dredged up. But while this went on, they both knew that it could not last. Sometimes they had fantasies of escape where they would cheat the Party and get married or run away and live disguised as proles. They even considered suicide at times. But none of these options were real, only the moment, despite its inexorable movement towards doom seemed to have any solidity.
Winston found that the one area of his interest in which Julia could not share was the idea of organized rebellion against the Party. She was not affected by the story of Jones, Aaronson and Rutherford. She did not mind as he did about the fact that history was being falsified daily. As for Goldstein and the Brotherhood, she went to sleep when Winston tried to discuss them. It did not matter to her whether they were fighting Eurasia or Eastasia, in fact she doubted whether there was a war at all, the Party probably dropped the bombs itself to control the people.
The only thing Julia was willing to accept was Winston’s intuitive feeling that O’Brien was an Anti-Party person as an individual. But she refused to believe that he could head any organized activity against the Party and frankly told Winston that she was concerned about themselves rather than about future generations.