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Montag sat listening to the rain.
"Is that what it was in the girl next door? I've tried so hard to figure." "She's dead.
Once as a child he had sat upon a yellow dune by the sea in the middle of the blue and hot summer day, trying to fill a sieve with sand, because some cruel cousin had said, "Fill this sieve and you'll get a dime!" `And the faster he poured, the faster it sifted through with a hot whispering. His hands were tired, the sand was boiling, the sieve was empty. Seated there in the midst of July, without a sound, he felt the tears move down his cheeks.
"Montag out here." "Let me in." "I'm alone, dammit ! " "I swear!"
"Who is it?" "What do you want?" "I haven't done anything l" "You swear it?"
Montage walkeddown the road side to the fire station
Was once, too, at the full, and round earth's shore Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled. Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight, Where ignorant armies clash by night.'"
all that mush! Now I've had it proved to me. You're nasty, Mr. Montag, you're nasty! "
In the bathroom, water ran. He heard Mildred shake the sleeping tablets into her hand.
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