Chapter Forty-Three

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The chapter opens with three corpses suspended on the stage, their heads shrouded in white sacks and swaying like “flightless birds.” Aunt Lydia announces that the day’s Salvaging is finished and invites the Handmaids to form a circle for the next ritual, explaining the rules of a Particicution: a whistle will signal when participants may act, and they may continue until the whistle sounds again.

Two Guardians clear the thick rope from the stage and move cushions aside. The Handmaids shuffle onto the grass, jostling for position near the centre. Offred is tugged forward by Ofglen and placed in the second line, behind a thin hedge of bodies.

A third Guardian, disheveled, bruised, with a blackened beard and reeking of vomit, is dragged forward. Aunt Lydia declares him a convicted rapist, a former Guardian who abused his position, citing Deuteronomy 22:23‑29 and mentioning a pregnant victim whose baby died. The crowd’s anger spikes.

Aunt Lydia blows a high‑pitched whistle. The Guardians release the condemned man; he staggers, falls to his knees, his eyes swollen and half‑closed. The Handmaids hesitate, then surge forward. Ofglen pushes through the front line, kicks the man’s head repeatedly (one, two, three blows), and the other Handmaids beat him with fists and feet. The assault is chaotic, filled with gasps, growls, and a high scream. The man is eventually overwhelmed and forced to the ground.

Aunt Lydia sounds the whistle again, ordering the survivors to reform their line. Some Handmaids lie wounded or faint; others regroup slowly. Ofglen, now beside Offred, tells her in a low voice that the man was not a rapist but a “political” prisoner—one of their own—whom she knocked out to spare him further suffering. She warns Offred that the Aunts are watching.

A woman then limps forward: Janine, her cheeks smeared with blood and her headdress stained. She smiles brightly, giggles, and clutches a clump of blond hair in her right hand, greeting Offred with a lighthearted “Hi there… How are you doing?” despite the gruesome scene. Offred observes Janine’s bizarre composure, feeling both disgust and a strange hunger; her own hands smell of warm tar, and she longs to wash away the smell. The chapter ends with Offred’s internal conflict: revulsion at the violence, a yearning for cleansing, and a visceral need to survive amid the brutality.