451 по фаренгейту

           "Whatashame,"shesaid."You’renotinlovewithanyone." 

           "Yes,Iam!" 

           "Itdoesn’tshow." 

           "Iamverymuchinlove!"Hetriedtoconjureupafacetofitthewords,buttherewasnoface."Iam!" 

           "Ohpleasedon’tlookthatway." 

           "It’sthatdandelion,"hesaid."You’veuseditalluponyourself.That’swhyitwon’tworkforme." 

           "Ofcourse,thatmustbeit.Oh,nowI’veupsetyou,IcanseeIhave;I’msorry,reallyIam."Shetouchedhiselbow. 

           "No,no,"hesaid,quickly,"I’mallright." 

           "I’vegottobegoing,sosayyouforgiveme.Idon’twantyouangrywithme." 

           "I’mnotangry.Upset,yes." 

           "I’vegottogotoseemypsychiatristnow.Theymakemego.Imadeupthingstosay. Idon’tknowwhathethinksofme.HesaysI’maregularonion!Ikeephimbusypeelingawaythelayers." 

           "I’minclinedtobelieveyouneedthepsychiatrist,"saidMontag. 

           "Youdon’tmeanthat."