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"
Yes
.
"
Montag
could
lip-read
what
Mildred
was
saying
in
the
doorway
.
He
tried
not
to
look
at
her
mouth
,
because
then
Beatty
might
turn
and
read
what
was
there
,
too
.
"
Coloured
people
do
n't
like
Little
Black
Sambo
.
Burn
it
.
White
people
do
n't
feel
good
about
Uncle
Tom
's
Cabin
.
Burn
it
.
Someone
's
written
a
book
on
tobacco
and
cancer
of
the
lungs
?
The
cigarette
people
are
weeping
?
Burn
the
book
.
Serenity
,
Montag
.
Peace
,
Montag
.
Take
your
fight
outside
.
Better
yet
,
into
the
incinerator
.
Funerals
are
unhappy
and
pagan
?
Eliminate
them
,
too
.
Five
minutes
after
a
person
is
dead
he
's
on
his
way
to
the
Big
Flue
,
the
Incinerators
serviced
by
helicopters
all
over
the
country
.
Ten
minutes
after
death
a
man
's
a
speck
of
black
dust
.
Let
's
not
quibble
over
individuals
with
memoriams
.
Forget
them
.
Burn
them
all
,
burn
everything
.
Fire
is
bright
and
fire
is
clean
.
"
The
fireworks
died
in
the
parlour
behind
Mildred
.
She
had
stopped
talking
at
the
same
time
;
a
miraculous
coincidence
.
Montag
held
his
breath
.
"
There
was
a
girl
next
door
,
"
he
said
,
slowly
.
"
She
's
gone
now
,
I
think
,
dead
.
I
ca
n't
even
remember
her
face
.
But
she
was
different
.
How
--
how
did
she
happen
?
"
Beatty
smiled
.
"
Here
or
there
,
that
's
bound
to
occur
.
Clarisse
McClellan
?
We
've
a
record
on
her
family
.
We
've
watched
them
carefully
.
Heredity
and
environment
are
funny
things
.
You
ca
n't
rid
yourselves
of
all
the
odd
ducks
in
just
a
few
years
.
The
home
environment
can
undo
a
lot
you
try
to
do
at
school
.
That
's
why
we
've
lowered
the
kindergarten
age
year
after
year
until
now
we
're
almost
snatching
them
from
the
cradle
.
We
had
some
false
alarms
on
the
McClellans
,
when
they
lived
in
Chicago
.
Never
found
a
book
.
Uncle
had
a
mixed
record
;
anti-social
.
The
girl
?
She
was
a
time
bomb
.
The
family
had
been
feeding
her
subconscious
,
I
'm
sure
,
from
what
I
saw
of
her
school
record
.
She
did
n't
want
to
know
how
a
thing
was
done
,
but
why
.
That
can
be
embarrassing
.
You
ask
Why
to
a
lot
of
things
and
you
wind
up
very
unhappy
indeed
,
if
you
keep
at
it
.
The
poor
girl
's
better
off
dead
.
"
"
Yes
,
dead
.
"
"
Luckily
,
queer
ones
like
her
do
n't
happen
,
often
.
We
know
how
to
nip
most
of
them
in
the
bud
,
early
.
You
ca
n't
build
a
house
without
nails
and
wood
.
If
you
do
n't
want
a
house
built
,
hide
the
nails
and
wood
.
If
you
do
n't
want
a
man
unhappy
politically
,
do
n't
give
him
two
sides
to
a
question
to
worry
him
;
give
him
one
.
Better
yet
,
give
him
none
.
Let
him
forget
there
is
such
a
thing
as
war
.
If
the
Government
is
inefficient
,
top-heavy
,
and
tax-mad
,
better
it
be
all
those
than
that
people
worry
over
it
.
Peace
,
Montag
.
Give
the
people
contests
they
win
by
remembering
the
words
to
more
popular
songs
or
the
names
of
state
capitals
or
how
much
corn
Iowa
grew
last
year
.
Cram
them
full
of
non-combustible
data
,
chock
them
so
damned
full
of
'
facts
'
they
feel
stuffed
,
but
absolutely
'
brilliant
'
with
information
.
Then
they
'll
feel
they
're
thinking
,
they
'll
get
a
sense
of
motion
without
moving
.
And
they
'll
be
happy
,
because
facts
of
that
sort
do
n't
change
.
Do
n't
give
them
any
slippery
stuff
like
philosophy
or
sociology
to
tie
things
up
with
.
That
way
lies
melancholy
.
Any
man
who
can
take
a
TV
wall
apart
and
put
it
back
together
again
,
and
most
men
can
nowadays
,
is
happier
than
any
man
who
tries
to
slide-rule
,
measure
,
and
equate
the
universe
,
which
just
wo
n't
be
measured
or
equated
without
making
man
feel
bestial
and
lonely
.
I
know
,
I
've
tried
it
;
to
hell
with
it
.
So
bring
on
your
clubs
and
parties
,
your
acrobats
and
magicians
,
your
dare-devils
,
jet
cars
,
motor-cycle
helicopters
,
your
sex
and
heroin
,
more
of
everything
to
do
with
automatic
reflex
.
If
the
drama
is
bad
,
if
the
film
says
nothing
,
if
the
play
is
hollow
,
sting
me
with
the
theremin
,
loudly
.
I
'll
think
I
'm
responding
to
the
play
,
when
it
's
only
a
tactile
reaction
to
vibration
.
But
I
do
n't
care
.
I
just
like
solid
entertainment
.
"
