Chapter Twenty-Nine

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Offred sits in the Commander’s office in a relaxed position, her red shoes off and legs tucked under her, as they play Scrabble. She spells “Zilch,” prompting the Commander’s teasing curiosity and his encouragement of her intellect. Their conversation drifts from reading choices—magazines, Esquire, Ms., and Dickens—to Offred’s sudden desire to talk rather than read. She presses the Commander for personal information; he claims to be a “sort of scientist” and remains vague about his exact duties. Offred then brings up the Latin‑sounding phrase she saw scratched in her cupboard, “Nolite te bastardes carborundorum.” The Commander laughs, saying it is not real Latin but a school‑boy joke, and produces an old textbook with marginal doodles— a moustached Venus de Milo, the Coliseum with Latin conjugations, and other crude Latin puns. He explains the phrase translates roughly to “Don’t let the bastards grind you down.” The Commander recounts a past incident involving a woman named Serena who hanged herself, leading to the removal of a light fixture in Offred’s room, and mentions Cora’s involvement. Offred, feeling both drawn to and uneasy about the Commander’s attention, wonders whether to keep coming to his office. He offers her another request, and she replies that she wants to “know whatever there is to know,” leaving the exchange unresolved.