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"
Yes
.
"
"
Did
you
know
,
then
,
that
I
was
waiting
outside
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
"
Did
you
know
what
it
was
like
,
to
wait
behind
that
closed
door
?
"
She
could
not
name
the
nature
of
the
glance
with
which
he
looked
at
her
.
It
was
not
pity
,
because
she
did
not
seem
to
be
its
object
;
it
was
the
kind
of
glance
with
which
one
looks
at
suffering
,
but
it
was
not
her
suffering
that
he
seemed
to
be
seeing
.
"
Oh
yes
,
"
he
answered
quietly
,
almost
lightly
.
The
first
shop
to
rise
by
the
side
of
the
valley
’
s
single
street
was
like
the
sudden
sight
of
an
open
theater
:
a
frame
box
without
front
wall
,
its
stage
set
in
the
bright
colors
of
a
musical
comedy
—
with
red
cubes
,
green
circles
,
gold
triangles
,
which
were
bins
of
tomatoes
,
barrels
of
lettuce
,
pyramids
of
oranges
,
and
a
spangled
backdrop
where
the
sun
hit
shelves
of
metal
containers
.
The
name
on
the
marquee
said
:
Hammond
Grocery
Market
.
A
distinguished
man
in
shirt
sleeves
,
with
a
stern
profile
and
gray
temples
,
was
weighing
a
chunk
of
butter
for
an
attractive
young
woman
who
stood
at
the
counter
,
her
posture
light
as
a
show
girl
’
s
,
the
skirt
of
her
cotton
dress
swelling
faintly
in
the
wind
,
like
a
dance
costume
.
Dagny
smiled
involuntarily
,
even
though
the
man
was
Lawrence
Hammond
.
The
shops
were
small
one
-
story
structures
,
and
as
they
moved
past
her
,
she
caught
familiar
names
on
their
signs
,
like
headings
on
the
pages
of
a
book
riffled
by
the
car
’
s
motion
:
Mulligan
General
Store
—
Atwood
Leather
Goods
—
Nielsen
Lumber
—
then
the
sign
of
the
dollar
above
the
door
of
a
small
brick
factory
with
the
inscription
:
Mulligan
Tobacco
Company
.
"
Who
’
s
the
Company
,
besides
Midas
Mulligan
?
"
she
asked
.
"
Dr
.
Akston
,
"
he
answered
.
There
were
few
passers
-
by
,
some
men
,
fewer
women
,
and
they
walked
with
purposeful
swiftness
,
as
if
bound
on
specific
errands
.
One
after
another
,
they
stopped
at
the
sight
of
the
car
,
they
waved
to
Galt
and
they
looked
at
her
with
the
unastonished
curiosity
of
recognition
.
