As soon as Julia woke up her demeanour had changed. She became alert and business-like, put her clothes on, knotted the scarlet sash about her waist, and began arranging the details of the journey home.
‘I’m due back at nineteen-thirty. I’ve got toput in two hours for the Junior Anti-Sex League, handingout leaflets, or something. Isn’t it bloody? Give me a brushdown, would you? Have I got any twigs in my hair? Are yousure? Then good-bye, my love, good-bye!
For the rest, they could meet only in the streets, in a different place every evening and never for more than half an hour at a time
Upon their next proper meeting, Winston learns of Julia's lifestyle and the details of her work in the Anti-Sex League.
‘Oh, ghastly rubbish. They’re boring, really. They onlyhave six plots, but they swap them round a bit.'
He also finds out about the ways Julia rebels against the Party, mostly by having affairs.
'What are these books like?'
Winston reminisces on his past marriage and describes his ex wife, Katharine, to Julia. He mentions her cold attitude and her viewing love and sex as a "Duty to the Party."
'the stiffening of Katharine’s body as soon as he touched her, the way in which she still seemed to be pushing him from her with all her strength, even when her arms were clasped tightly round him'
He then remembers when the were lost on community hike and he wanted to show her beautiful flowers. Winston had the perfect opportunity and urge to push her off a cliff, and slightly regrets not doing it.
‘Look, Katharine! Look at those flowers. Do you see they’re two different colours?’
‘Why didn’t you give her a good shove? I would have.’
After that, the couple banters on their opposing views of life in the Party, showing the main differences in their outlook.
Oh, rubbish! Which would you sooner sleep with, me or a skeleton? Don’t you enjoy being alive? Don’t you like feeling: This is me, this is my hand, this is my leg, I’m real, I’m solid, I’m alive! Don’t you like THIS?’