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Granger
snapped
the
portable
viewer
on
.
The
picture
was
a
nightmare
,
condensed
,
easily
passed
from
hand
to
hand
,
in
the
forest
,
all
whirring
colour
and
flight
.
A
voice
cried
:
"
The
chase
continues
north
in
the
city
!
Police
helicopters
are
converging
on
Avenue
87
and
Elm
Grove
Park
!
"
Granger
nodded
.
"
They
're
faking
.
You
threw
them
off
at
the
river
.
They
ca
n't
admit
it
.
They
know
they
can
hold
their
audience
only
so
long
.
The
show
's
got
to
have
a
snap
ending
,
quick
!
If
they
started
searching
the
whole
damn
river
it
might
take
all
night
.
So
they
're
sniffing
for
a
scape-goat
to
end
things
with
a
bang
.
Watch
.
They
'll
catch
Montag
in
the
next
five
minutes
!
"
"
But
how
--
"
"
Watch
.
"
The
camera
,
hovering
in
the
belly
of
a
helicopter
,
now
swung
down
at
an
empty
street
.
"
See
that
?
"
whispered
Granger
.
"
It
'll
be
you
;
right
up
at
the
end
of
that
street
is
our
victim
.
See
how
our
camera
is
coming
in
?
Building
the
scene
.
Suspense
.
Long
shot
.
Right
now
,
some
poor
fellow
is
out
for
a
walk
.
A
rarity
.
An
odd
one
.
Do
n't
think
the
police
do
n't
know
the
habits
of
queer
ducks
like
that
,
men
who
walk
mornings
for
the
hell
of
it
,
or
for
reasons
of
insomnia
.
Anyway
,
the
police
have
had
him
charted
for
months
,
years
.
Never
know
when
that
sort
of
information
might
be
handy
.
And
today
,
it
turns
out
,
it
's
very
usable
indeed
.
It
saves
face
.
Oh
,
God
,
look
there
!
"
The
men
at
the
fire
bent
forward
.
On
the
screen
,
a
man
turned
a
corner
.
The
Mechanical
Hound
rushed
forward
into
the
viewer
,
suddenly
.
The
helicopter
light
shot
down
a
dozen
brilliant
pillars
that
built
a
cage
all
about
the
man
.
A
voice
cried
,
"
There
's
Montag
!
The
search
is
done
!
"
