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He
shook
his
head
.
"
No
.
"
"
Hank
,
there
’
s
something
I
have
to
tell
you
.
"
"
So
have
I
.
Will
you
let
me
speak
first
?
You
see
,
it
’
s
something
I
should
have
said
to
you
long
ago
.
Will
you
let
me
speak
and
not
answer
me
until
I
finish
?
"
She
nodded
.
He
took
a
moment
to
look
at
her
as
she
stood
before
him
,
as
if
to
hold
the
full
sight
of
her
figure
,
of
this
moment
and
of
everything
that
had
led
them
to
it
.
"
I
love
you
,
Dagny
,
"
he
said
quietly
,
with
the
simplicity
of
an
unclouded
,
yet
unsmiling
happiness
.
She
was
about
to
speak
,
but
knew
that
she
couldn
’
t
,
even
if
he
had
permitted
it
,
she
caught
her
unuttered
words
,
the
movement
of
her
lips
was
her
only
answer
,
then
she
inclined
her
head
in
acceptance
.
"
I
love
you
.
As
the
same
value
,
as
the
same
expression
,
with
the
same
pride
and
the
same
meaning
as
I
love
my
work
,
my
mills
,
my
Metal
,
my
hours
at
a
desk
,
at
a
furnace
,
in
a
laboratory
,
in
an
ore
mine
,
as
I
love
my
ability
to
work
,
as
I
love
the
act
of
sight
and
knowledge
,
as
I
love
the
action
of
my
mind
when
it
solves
a
chemical
equation
or
grasps
a
sunrise
,
as
I
love
the
things
I
’
ve
made
and
the
things
I
’
ve
felt
,
as
my
product
,
as
my
choice
,
as
a
shape
of
my
world
,
as
my
best
mirror
,
as
the
wife
I
’
ve
never
had
,
as
that
which
makes
all
the
rest
of
it
possible
:
as
my
power
to
live
.
"
She
did
not
drop
her
face
,
but
kept
it
level
and
open
,
to
hear
and
accept
,
as
he
wanted
her
to
and
as
he
deserved
.
