451 по фаренгейту

           Shelickedherlips."Raineventastesgood." 

           "Whatdoyoudo,goaroundtryingeverythingonce?"heasked. 

           "Sometimestwice."Shelookedatsomethinginherhand. 

           "What’veyougotthere?"hesaid. 

           "Iguessit’sthelastofthedandelionsthisyear.Ididn’tthinkI’dfindoneonthelawnthislate. Haveyoueverheardofrubbingitunderyourchin?Look. "Shetouchedherchinwiththeflower,laughing. 

           "Why?" 

           "Ifitrubsoff,itmeansI’minlove.Hasit?" 

           Hecouldhardlydoanythingelsebutlook. 

           "Well?"shesaid. 

           "You’reyellowunderthere." 

           "Fine!Let’stryyounow." 

           "Itwon’tworkforme." 

           "Here."Beforehecouldmoveshehadputthedandelionunderhischin.Hedrewbackandshelaughed."Holdstill!" 

           Shepeeredunderhischinandfrowned. 

           "Well?"hesaid.