451 по фаренгейту
The Sieve and the Sand
"Arethingslikethatinbooks.Butitcameoffthetopofmymind!"
"Allthebetter.Youdidn’tfancyitupformeoranyone,evenyourself."
Montagleanedforward. "ThisafternoonIthoughtthatifitturnedoutthatbookswereworthwhile,wemightgetapressandprintsomeextracopies—"
"We?"
"YouandI"
"Oh,no!"Fabersatup.
"Butletmetellyoumyplan—"
"Ifyouinsistontellingme,Imustaskyoutoleave."
"Butaren’tyouinterested?"
"Notifyoustarttalkingthesortoftalkthatmightgetmeburntformytrouble. TheonlywayIcouldpossiblylistentoyouwouldbeifsomehowthefiremanstructureitselfcouldbeburnt. Nowifyousuggestthatweprintextrabooksandarrangetohavethemhiddeninfiremen’shousesalloverthecountry, sothatseedsofsuspicionwouldbesownamongthesearsonists,bravo,I’dsay!"
"Plantthebooks,turninanalarm,andseethefiremen’shousesburn,isthatwhatyoumean?"
FaberraisedhisbrowsandlookedatMontagasifhewereseeinganewman. "Iwasjoking."
