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The
faint
smile
on
Richard
Halley
’
s
face
seemed
to
tell
her
that
they
had
known
each
other
for
years
—
as
,
in
her
lonely
evenings
by
the
side
of
her
phonograph
,
they
had
.
The
austerity
of
Judge
Narragansett
’
s
white
-
haired
figure
reminded
her
that
she
had
once
heard
him
described
as
a
marble
statue
—
a
blindfolded
marble
statue
;
it
was
the
kind
of
figure
that
had
vanished
from
the
courtrooms
of
the
country
when
the
gold
coins
had
vanished
from
the
country
’
s
hands
.
"
You
have
belonged
here
for
a
long
time
,
Miss
Taggart
,
"
said
Midas
Mulligan
.
"
This
was
not
the
way
we
expected
you
to
come
,
but
—
welcome
home
.
"
No
!
—
she
wanted
to
answer
,
but
heard
herself
answering
softly
,
"
Thank
you
.
"
"
Dagny
,
how
many
years
is
it
going
to
take
you
to
learn
to
be
yourself
?
"
It
was
Ellis
Wyatt
,
grasping
her
elbow
,
leading
her
to
a
chair
,
grinning
at
her
look
of
helplessness
,
at
the
struggle
between
a
smile
and
a
tightening
resistance
in
her
face
.
"
Don
’
t
pretend
that
you
don
’
t
understand
us
.
You
do
.
"
"
We
never
make
assertions
,
Miss
Taggart
,
"
said
Hugh
Akston
.
"
That
is
the
moral
crime
peculiar
to
our
enemies
.
We
do
not
tell
—
we
show
.
We
do
not
claim
—
we
prove
.
It
is
not
your
obedience
that
we
seek
to
win
,
but
your
rational
conviction
.
You
have
seen
all
the
elements
of
our
secret
.
The
conclusion
is
now
yours
to
draw
—
we
can
help
you
to
name
it
,
but
not
to
accept
it
—
the
sight
,
the
knowledge
and
the
acceptance
must
be
yours
.
"
"
I
feel
as
if
I
know
it
,
"
she
answered
simply
,
"
and
more
:
I
feel
as
if
I
’
ve
always
known
it
,
but
never
found
it
,
and
now
I
’
m
afraid
,
not
afraid
to
hear
it
,
just
afraid
that
it
’
s
coming
so
close
.
"
Akston
smiled
.
"
What
does
this
look
like
to
you
,
Miss
Taggart
?
"
He
pointed
around
the
room
.
"
This
?
"
She
laughed
suddenly
,
looking
at
the
faces
of
the
men
against
the
golden
sunburst
of
rays
filling
the
great
windows
.
"
This
looks
like
.
.
.
You
know
,
I
never
hoped
to
see
any
of
you
again
,
I
wondered
at
times
how
much
I
’
d
give
for
just
one
more
glimpse
or
one
more
word
—
and
now
—
now
this
is
like
that
dream
you
imagine
in
childhood
,
when
you
think
that
some
day
,
in
heaven
,
you
will
see
those
great
departed
whom
you
had
not
seen
on
earth
,
and
you
choose
,
from
all
the
past
centuries
,
the
great
men
you
would
like
to
meet
.
"
