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"
Mildred
,
you
did
n't
put
in
the
alarm
!
"
She
shoved
the
valise
in
the
waiting
beetle
,
climbed
in
,
and
sat
mumbling
,
"
Poor
family
,
poor
family
,
oh
everything
gone
,
everything
,
everything
gone
now
...
"
Beatty
grabbed
Montag
's
shoulder
as
the
beetle
blasted
away
and
hit
seventy
miles
an
hour
,
far
down
the
street
,
gone
.
There
was
a
crash
like
the
falling
parts
of
a
dream
fashioned
out
of
warped
glass
,
mirrors
,
and
crystal
prisms
.
Montag
drifted
about
as
if
still
another
incomprehensible
storm
had
turned
him
,
to
see
Stoneman
and
Black
wielding
axes
,
shattering
window-panes
to
provide
cross-ventilation
.
The
brush
of
a
death
's
-
head
moth
against
a
cold
black
screen
.
"
Montag
,
this
is
Faber
.
Do
you
hear
me
?
What
is
happening
?
"
"
This
is
happening
to
me
,
"
said
Montag
.
"
What
a
dreadful
surprise
,
"
said
Beatty
.
"
For
everyone
nowadays
knows
,
absolutely
is
certain
,
that
nothing
will
ever
happen
to
me
.
Others
die
,
I
go
on
.
There
are
no
consequences
and
no
responsibilities
.
Except
that
there
are
.
But
let
's
not
talk
about
them
,
eh
?
By
the
time
the
consequences
catch
up
with
you
,
it
's
too
late
,
is
n't
it
,
Montag
?
"
"
Montag
,
can
you
get
away
,
run
?
"
asked
Faber
.
Montag
walked
but
did
not
feel
his
feet
touch
the
cement
and
then
the
night
grasses
.
Beatty
flicked
his
igniter
nearby
and
the
small
orange
flame
drew
his
fascinated
gaze
.
"
What
is
there
about
fire
that
's
so
lovely
?
No
matter
what
age
we
are
,
what
draws
us
to
it
?
"
Beatty
blew
out
the
flame
and
lit
it
again
.
"
It
's
perpetual
motion
;
the
thing
man
wanted
to
invent
but
never
did
.
Or
almost
perpetual
motion
.
If
you
let
it
go
on
,
it
'd
burn
our
lifetimes
out
.
What
is
fire
?
It
's
a
mystery
.
Scientists
give
us
gobbledegook
about
friction
and
molecules
.
But
they
do
n't
really
know
.
Its
real
beauty
is
that
it
destroys
responsibility
and
consequences
.
A
problem
gets
too
burdensome
,
then
into
the
furnace
with
it
.
Now
,
Montag
,
you
're
a
burden
.
And
fire
will
lift
you
off
my
shoulders
,
clean
,
quick
,
sure
;
nothing
to
rot
later
.
Antibiotic
,
aesthetic
,
practical
.
"
