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Рэй Брэдбери. Ray Bradbury 3-Book Collection: Fahrenheit 451, The Martian Chronicles, The Illustrated Man
RAY BRADBURY. 3-Book Collection. Fahrenheit 451The Martian ChroniclesThe Illustrated Man
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FAHRENHEIT 451. RAY BRADBURY
Epigraph
Introduction to the 50th Anniversary Edition
Afterword
THE MARTIAN CHRONICLES. RAY BRADBURY
Epigraph
Contents
JANUARY 1999. Rocket Summer
FEBRUARY 1999. Ylla
AUGUST 1999. The Summer Night
AUGUST 1999. The Earth Men
MARCH 2000. The Taxpayer
APRIL 2000. The Third Expedition
JUNE 2001 – and the Moon be Still as Bright
AUGUST 2001. The Settlers
DECEMBER 2001. The Green Morning
FEBRUARY 2002. The Locusts
AUGUST 2002. Night Meeting
OCTOBER 2002. The Shore
NOVEMBER 2002. The Fire Balloons
FEBRUARY 2003. Interim
APRIL 2003. The Musicians
JUNE 2003. Way up in the Middle of the Air
2004–05. The Naming of Names
AUGUST 2005. The Old Ones
SEPTEMBER 2005. The Martian
NOVEMBER 2005. The Luggage Store
NOVEMBER 2005. The Off Season
NOVEMBER 2005. The Watchers
DECEMBER 2005. The Silent Towns
APRIL 2026. The Long Years
AUGUST 2026. There Will Come Soft Rains
OCTOBER 2026. The Million-Year Picnic
THE ILLUSTRATED MAN. RAY BRADBURY
Prologue: The Illustrated Man
The Veld
Kaleidoscope
The Other Foot
The Highway
The Man
The Long Rain
Usher II
The Last Night of the World
The Rocket
No Particular Night or Morning
The Fox and the Forest
The Visitor
Marionettes, Inc
The City
Zero Hour
The Playground
Epilogue
www.harpervoyagerbooks.co.uk
About the Author
Also by Ray Bradbury
About the Publisher
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Cover
Title Page
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Montag’s hand closed like a mouth, crushed the book with wild devotion, with an insanity of mindlessness to his chest. The men above were hurling shovelfuls of magazines into the dusty air. They fell like slaughtered birds and the woman stood below, like a small girl, among the bodies.
Montag had done nothing. His hand had done it all, his hand, with a brain of its own, with a conscience and a curiosity in each trembling finger, had turned thief. Now, it plunged the book back under his arm, pressed it tight to sweating armpit, rushed out empty, with a magician’s flourish! Look here! Innocent! Look!
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