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FAHRENHEIT 451 -- ILLUSTRATED SCREENPLAY & SCREENCAP GALLERY |
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It was not to be. My pretty Dora. We thought she would be running about as she used to do in a few days. But they said wait a few days more, and then wait a few days more, and still she neither ran nor walked. I began to carry her downstairs every morning and upstairs every night. But sometimes when I took her up, I felt that she was lighter in my arms.
A dead, blank feeling came upon me, as if I were approaching some frozen region yet unseen that numbed my life.
I avoided direct recognition of this feeling by any name, over any communing with myself.
Until one night when it was very strong upon me ..." [Doris] [crying] [Montag] "and my aunt had left her with her parting cry, 'Oh, good-bye, little blossom.'" [Doris] [Crying continues] [Montag] "I sat down at my desk, alone, and tried to think. Oh, what a fatal name it was." [Doris] [Continues crying] [Montag] "And how the blossom withered in its bloom up in the tree." |
