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"
Montag
.
"
A
whisper
.
"
Leave
me
alone
!
"
Montag
felt
himself
turning
in
a
great
circling
roar
and
buzz
and
hum
.
"
Montag
,
hold
on
,
do
n't
...
"
"
Did
you
hear
them
,
did
you
hear
these
monsters
talking
about
monsters
?
Oh
God
,
the
way
they
jabber
about
people
and
their
own
children
and
themselves
and
the
way
they
talk
about
their
husbands
and
the
way
they
talk
about
war
,
dammit
,
I
stand
here
and
I
ca
n't
believe
it
!
"
"
I
did
n't
say
a
single
word
about
any
war
,
I
'll
have
you
know
,
"
said
Mrs
,
Phelps
.
"
As
for
poetry
,
I
hate
it
,
"
said
Mrs.
Bowles
.
"
Have
you
ever
read
any
?
"
"
Montag
,
"
Faber
's
voice
scraped
away
at
him
.
"
You
'll
ruin
everything
.
Shut
up
,
you
fool
!
"
All
three
women
were
on
their
feet
.
"
Sit
down
!
"
They
sat
.
