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- Стр. 1455/1581
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She
followed
him
back
to
the
garret
.
She
heard
the
door
of
the
laboratory
clicking
locked
behind
them
.
He
held
her
coat
for
her
silently
,
he
waited
until
she
had
tied
its
belt
and
had
put
on
her
hat
—
then
he
walked
to
the
entrance
door
and
opened
it
.
Three
of
the
four
men
who
entered
were
muscular
figures
in
military
uniforms
,
each
with
two
guns
on
his
hips
,
with
broad
faces
devoid
of
shape
and
eyes
untouched
by
perception
.
The
fourth
,
their
leader
,
was
a
frail
civilian
with
an
expensive
overcoat
,
a
neat
mustache
,
pale
blue
eyes
and
the
manner
of
an
intellectual
of
the
public
-
relations
species
.
He
blinked
at
Galt
,
at
the
room
,
made
a
step
forward
,
stopped
,
made
another
step
and
stopped
.
"
Yes
?
"
said
Galt
.
"
Are
.
.
.
are
you
John
Galt
?
"
he
asked
too
loudly
.
"
That
’
s
my
name
.
"
"
Are
you
the
John
Galt
?
"
"
Which
one
?
"
"
Did
you
speak
on
the
radio
?
"
