In the low-ceilinged canteen, deep underground, the lunch queue jerked slowly forward.
The queue gave another jerk forward.
The person immediately ahead of him in the queue was a small, swiftly-moving, beetle-like man with a flat face and tiny, suspicious eyes.
The queue edged forward till Winston was almost at the counter, then was held up for two minutes because someone in front was complaining that he had not received his tablet of saccharine.
He remembered better the rackety, uneasy circumstances of the time: the periodical panics about air-raids and the sheltering in Tube stations, the piles of rubble everywhere, the unintelligible proclamations posted at street corners, the gangs of youths in shirts all the same colour, the enormous queues outside the bakeries, the intermittent machine-gun fire in the distance — above all, the fact that there was never enough to eat.
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"There’s usually a queue on weekdays.
Gayle Forman -- Where She Went
In the event that she was stumped, she could bounce the query to his own queue, and he’d take it.