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Stoneman braked the truck

"Daht by the corner where we turn for the firehouse"

"Who is it?"

"Who would it be?" said Montag, leaning back against the closed door in the dark

His wife said, at last, "Well, put on the light"

"I don't want the light"

"Come to bed"

He heard her roll is squealed

"Are you drunk?" she said

So it was the hand that started it all He felt one hand and then the other work his coat free and let it slump to the floor He held his pants out into an abyss and let them fall into darkness His hands had been infected, and soon it would be his ar up his wrists and into his elbows and his shoulders, and then the jump-over froap His hands were ravenous And his eyes were beginning to feel hunger, as if they

His wife said, "What are you doing?"

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p; He balanced in space with the book in his sweating cold fingers

A minute later she said, "Well, just don't stand there in the middle of the floor"

He made a small sound