1 Her dress was white and it whispered.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 2 She gave herself time to think of it.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 3 He put his hand into the glove hole of his front door and let it know his touch.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 4 It never went away, that smile, it never ever went away, as long as he remembered.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 5 He pulled out his igniter, felt the salamander etched on its silver disc, gave it a flick.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 6 Her face, turned to him now, was fragile milk crystal with a soft and constant light in it.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 7 He suddenly couldn't remember if he had known this or not, and it made him quite irritable.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 8 He remembered nothing like it save one afternoon a year ago when he had met an old man in the park and they had talked.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 9 Why, he thought, now that I think of it, she almost seemed to be waiting for me there, in the street, so damned late at night.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 10 Her face was slender and milk-white, and in it was a kind of gentle hunger that touched over everything with tireless curiosity.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 11 There had been no night in the last two years that Mildred had not swum that sea, had not gladly gone down in it for the third time.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 12 The breath coming out the nostrils was so faint it stirred only the furthest fringes of life, a small leaf, a black feather, a single fiber of hair.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 13 He wore his happiness like a mask and the girl had run off across the lawn with the mask and there was no way of going to knock on her door and ask for it back.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 14 Her face was like a snow-covered island upon which rain might fall, but it felt no rain; over which clouds might pass their moving shadows, but she felt no shadow.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 15 What incredible power of identification the girl had; she was like the eager watcher of a marionette show, anticipating each flicker of an eyelid, each gesture of his hand, each flick of a finger, the moment before it began.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 16 There was only the singing of the thimble-wasps in her tamped-shut ears, and her eyes all glass, and breath going in and out, softly, faintly, in and out her nostrils, and her not caring whether it came or went, went or came.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 17 He hung up his black beetle-colored helmet and shined it; he hung his flameproof jacket neatly; he showered luxuriously, and then, whistling, hands in pockets, walked across the upper floor of the fire station and fell down the hole.
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