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"
It
was
then
father
’
s
property
.
He
paid
me
for
it
.
It
was
made
on
his
time
.
But
I
knew
that
it
would
be
of
no
benefit
to
them
and
that
no
one
would
ever
hear
of
it
again
.
It
was
my
first
experimental
model
.
Nobody
but
me
or
my
equivalent
could
have
been
able
to
complete
it
or
even
to
grasp
what
it
was
.
And
I
knew
that
no
equivalent
of
mine
would
come
near
that
factory
from
then
on
.
"
"
You
knew
the
kind
of
achievement
your
motor
represented
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
"
And
you
knew
you
were
leaving
it
to
perish
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
He
looked
off
into
the
darkness
beyond
the
windows
and
chuckled
softly
,
but
it
was
not
a
sound
of
amusement
.
"
I
looked
at
my
motor
for
the
last
tune
,
before
I
left
.
I
thought
of
the
men
who
claim
that
wealth
is
a
matter
of
natural
resources
—
and
of
the
men
who
claim
that
wealth
is
a
matter
of
seizing
the
factories
—
and
of
the
men
who
claim
that
machines
condition
their
brains
.
Well
,
there
was
the
motor
to
condition
them
,
and
there
it
remained
as
just
exactly
what
it
is
without
man
’
s
mind
—
as
a
pile
of
metal
scraps
and
wires
,
going
to
rust
.
You
have
been
thinking
of
the
great
service
which
that
motor
could
have
rendered
to
mankind
,
if
it
had
been
put
into
production
.
I
think
that
on
the
day
when
men
understand
the
meaning
of
its
fate
in
that
factory
’
s
junk
heap
—
it
will
have
rendered
a
greater
one
.
"
"
Did
you
expect
to
see
that
day
,
when
you
left
it
?
"
"
No
.
"
"
Did
you
expect
a
chance
to
rebuild
it
elsewhere
?
"
