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"
Fat
,
too
,
and
did
n't
dress
to
hide
it
.
No
wonder
the
landslide
was
for
Winston
Noble
.
Even
their
names
helped
.
Compare
Winston
Noble
to
Hubert
Hoag
for
ten
seconds
and
you
can
almost
figure
the
results
.
"
"
Damn
it
!
"
cried
Montag
.
"
What
do
you
know
about
Hoag
and
Noble
?
"
"
Why
,
they
were
right
in
that
parlour
wall
,
not
six
months
ago
.
One
was
always
picking
his
nose
;
it
drove
me
wild
.
"
"
Well
,
Mr.
Montag
,
"
said
Mrs.
Phelps
,
"
do
you
want
us
to
vote
for
a
man
like
that
?
"
Mildred
beamed
.
"
You
just
run
away
from
the
door
,
Guy
,
and
do
n't
make
us
nervous
.
"
But
Montag
was
gone
and
back
in
a
moment
with
a
book
in
his
hand
.
"
Guy
!
"
"
Damn
it
all
,
damn
it
all
,
damn
it
!
"
"
What
've
you
got
there
;
is
n't
that
a
book
?
I
thought
that
all
special
training
these
days
was
done
by
film
.
"
Mrs.
Phelps
blinked
.
"
You
reading
up
on
fireman
theory
?
"
"
Theory
,
hell
,
"
said
Montag
.
"
It
's
poetry
.
"
