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"
Yes
.
"
"
Still
?
"
"
Yes
.
Keep
quiet
about
it
,
if
you
don
’
t
want
to
destroy
him
.
"
"
I
think
he
’
s
gone
.
He
won
’
t
be
back
.
I
haven
’
t
seen
him
since
.
.
.
since
.
.
.
"
"
Since
when
?
"
she
asked
sharply
.
"
The
end
of
May
.
The
night
when
you
left
for
Utah
,
remember
?
"
He
paused
,
as
the
memory
of
that
night
’
s
encounter
and
the
full
understanding
of
its
meaning
struck
him
together
.
He
said
with
effort
,
"
I
saw
him
that
night
.
Not
since
.
.
.
I
’
ve
waited
for
him
,
in
the
cafeteria
.
.
.
He
never
came
back
.
"
"
I
don
’
t
think
he
’
ll
let
you
see
him
now
,
he
’
ll
keep
out
of
your
way
.
But
don
’
t
look
for
him
.
Don
’
t
inquire
.
"
"
It
’
s
funny
.
I
don
’
t
even
know
what
name
he
used
.
It
was
Johnny
something
or
—
"
"
It
was
John
Galt
,
"
she
said
,
with
a
faint
,
mirthless
chuckle
.
"
Don
’
t
look
at
the
Terminal
payroll
.
The
name
is
still
there
.
"
