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The
old
man
said
nothing
,
but
glanced
once
more
nervously
,
at
his
bedroom
.
Montag
caught
the
glance
.
"
Well
?
"
The
old
man
took
a
deep
breath
,
held
it
,
and
let
it
out
.
He
took
another
,
eyes
closed
,
his
mouth
tight
,
and
at
last
exhaled
.
"
Montag
...
"
The
old
man
turned
at
last
and
said
,
"
Come
along
.
I
would
actually
have
let
you
walk
right
out
of
my
house
.
I
am
a
cowardly
old
fool
.
"
Faber
opened
the
bedroom
door
and
led
Montag
into
a
small
chamber
where
stood
a
table
upon
which
a
number
of
metal
tools
lay
among
a
welter
of
microscopic
wire-hairs
,
tiny
coils
,
bobbins
,
and
crystals
.
"
What
's
this
?
"
asked
Montag
.
"
Proof
of
my
terrible
cowardice
.
I
've
lived
alone
so
many
years
,
throwing
images
on
walls
with
my
imagination
.
Fiddling
with
electronics
,
radio-transmission
,
has
been
my
hobby
.
My
cowardice
is
of
such
a
passion
,
complementing
the
revolutionary
spirit
that
lives
in
its
shadow
,
I
was
forced
to
design
this
.
"
He
picked
up
a
small
green-metal
object
no
larger
than
a
22
bullet
.
"
I
paid
for
all
this
--
how
?
Playing
the
stock-market
,
of
course
,
the
last
refuge
in
the
world
for
the
dangerous
intellectual
out
of
a
job
.
Well
,
I
played
the
market
and
built
all
this
and
I
've
waited
.
I
've
waited
,
trembling
,
half
a
lifetime
for
someone
to
speak
to
me
.
I
dared
speak
to
no
one
.
That
day
in
the
park
when
we
sat
together
,
I
knew
that
some
day
you
might
drop
by
,
with
fire
or
friendship
,
it
was
hard
to
guess
.
I
've
had
this
little
item
ready
for
months
.
But
I
almost
let
you
go
,
I
'm
that
afraid
!
"
"
It
looks
like
a
Seashell
radio
.
"
"
And
something
more
!
It
listens
!
If
you
put
it
in
your
ear
,
Montag
,
I
can
sit
comfortably
home
,
warming
my
frightened
bones
,
and
hear
and
analyse
the
firemen
's
world
,
find
its
weaknesses
,
without
danger
.
I
'm
the
Queen
Bee
,
safe
in
the
hive
.
You
will
be
the
drone
,
the
travelling
ear
.
Eventually
,
I
could
put
out
ears
into
all
parts
of
the
city
,
with
various
men
,
listening
and
evaluating
.
If
the
drones
die
,
I
'm
still
safe
at
home
,
tending
my
fright
with
a
maximum
of
comfort
and
a
minimum
of
chance
.
See
how
safe
I
play
it
,
how
contemptible
I
am
?
"
