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"Stay where you are!"

Silence The cold rain falling And the s under the locked door

"Let's get back to work," said Montag quietly

Mildred kicked at a book "Books aren't people You read and I look all around, but there isn't anybody!"

He stared at the parlor that was dead and gray as the waters of an ocean that ht teem with life if they switched

on the electronic sun

"Now," said Mildred, "h! And the colors!"

"Yes, I know"

"And besides, if Captain Beatty knew about those books--" She thought about it Her face grew aht come and burn the house and the 'family' That's awful! Think of our investment Why should I read? What for?"

"What for! Why!" said Montag "I saw the daht It was dead but it was alive It could see but it couldn't see You want to see that snake? It's at Eency Hospital where they filed a report on all the junk the snake got out of you! Would you like to go and check their file? Maybe you'd look under Guy Montag or o to that house that burnt last night? And rake ashes for the bones of the woman who set fire to her own house! What about Clarisse McClellan, where do we look for her? The ue! Listen!"

The boasping,in emptiness

"Jesus God," said Montag "Every hour so et up there every single second of our lives! Why doesn't someone want to talk about it! We've started and o ato so otten the world? Is it because we're so rich and the rest of the world's so poor and we just don't care if they are? I've heard ru, but we're well fed Is it true, the world works hard and we play? Is that e're hated sowhile, over the years Do you knohy? I don't, that's sure! Maybe the books can get us half out of the cave They justthe same damn insane mistakes! I don't hear those idiot bastards in your parlor talking about it God, Millie, don't you see? An hour a day, two hours, with these books, and maybe"

The telephone rang Mildred snatched the phone

"Ann!" She laughed "Yes, the White Clown's on tonight!"

Montag walked to the kitchen and threw the book down "Montag," he said, "you're really stupid Where do we go froet it?" He opened the book to read over Mildred's laughter