“Montag felt an immense irritation. She shouldn’t be here, on top of everything!”
“Montag felt the hidden book pound like a heart against his chest.”
“The woman knelt amount the books, touching the drenched leather and cardboard, reading the gilt titles with the fingers while her eyes accused Montag.”
Montag:“Come on, woman!”
“The woman’s hand twitched on the single matchstick. The fumes of kerosene bloomed up about her.”
“You can’t have my books,” she said.
The woman replied quietly, “i want to stay here.”
Gleiten: 2
“Mildred, do you know that girl I was telling you about?”
“The girl next door.” “You know, the high-school girl. Clarisse, her name is.”
“What girl?” She was almost asleep.
“Oh yes,” said his wife.
“I haven’t seen her for a few days —- four days to be exact.” “Have you seen her?”
“No.” “Oh, I know the one you mean.” “I meant to tell you. Forgot. Forgot.” “Whole family moved out somewhere. I think she’s dead.”
Gleiten: 3
“It was pleasure to burn.”
“While the books went up in sparkling whirls and blew away on a wind turned dark with burning.”
“It never went away, that smile, it never went away, as long as he remembered.”