451 по фаренгейту

           "ProfessorFaber,Ihavearatheroddquestiontoask. HowmanycopiesoftheBibleareleftinthiscountry?" 

           "Idon’tknowwhatyou’retalkingabout!" 

           "Iwanttoknowifthereareanycopiesleftatall." 

           "Thisissomesortofatrap! Ican’ttalktojustanyoneonthephone!" 

           "HowmanycopiesofShakespeareandPlato?" 

           "None!YouknowaswellasIdo.None!" 

           Faberhungup. 

           Montagputdownthephone.None. Athingheknewofcoursefromthefirehouselistings. ButsomehowhehadwantedtohearitfromFaberhimself. 

           InthehallMildred’sfacewassuffusedwithexcitement. "Well,theladiesarecomingover!" 

           Montagshowedherabook. "ThisistheOldandNewTestament,and—" 

           "Don’tstartthatagain!" 

           "Itmightbethelastcopyinthispartoftheworld." 

           "You’vegottohanditbacktonight,don’tyouknow? CaptainBeattyknowsyou’vegotit,doesn’the?" 

           "Idon’tthinkheknowswhichbookIstole. ButhowdoIchooseasubstitute?DoIturninMr.Jefferson?Mr.Thoreau? Whichisleastvaluable? IfIpickasubstituteandBeattydoesknowwhichbookIstole,he’llguesswe’veanentirelibraryhere!"