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"
Then
.
.
.
well
,
then
"
—
giving
up
the
attempt
at
the
play
of
granting
a
favor
,
Holloway
switched
to
an
open
plea
—
"
then
won
’
t
you
just
give
us
a
hearing
?
"
"
If
you
have
anything
to
say
to
me
.
"
"
We
have
,
Mr
.
Rearden
,
we
certainly
have
!
That
’
s
all
we
’
re
asking
for
—
a
hearing
.
Just
give
us
a
chance
.
Just
come
to
this
conference
.
You
wouldn
’
t
be
committing
yourself
to
anything
—
"
He
said
it
involuntarily
,
and
stopped
,
hearing
a
bright
,
mocking
stab
of
life
in
Rearden
’
s
voice
,
an
unpromising
-
sound
,
as
Rearden
answered
:
"
I
know
it
.
"
"
Well
,
I
mean
.
.
.
that
is
.
.
.
well
,
then
,
will
you
come
?
"
"
All
right
,
"
said
Rearden
.
"
I
’
ll
come
.
"
He
did
not
listen
to
Holloway
’
s
assurances
of
gratitude
,
he
noted
only
that
Holloway
kept
repeating
,
"
At
seven
P
.
M
.
,
November
fourth
,
Mr
.
Rearden
.
.
.
November
fourth
.
.
.
"
as
if
the
date
had
some
special
significance
.
Rearden
dropped
the
receiver
and
lay
back
in
his
chair
,
looking
at
the
glow
of
furnace
flames
on
the
ceiling
of
his
office
.
He
knew
that
the
conference
was
a
trap
;
he
knew
also
that
he
was
walking
into
it
with
nothing
for
any
trappers
to
gain
.
Tinky
Holloway
dropped
the
receiver
,
in
his
Washington
office
,
and
sat
up
tensely
,
frowning
.
Claude
Slagenhop
,
president
of
Friends
of
Global
Progress
,
who
had
sat
in
an
armchair
,
nervously
chewing
a
matchstick
,
glanced
up
at
him
and
asked
,
"
Not
so
good
?
"
