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Francisco
laughed
.
"
A
great
many
.
"
"
Don
’
t
you
mind
it
?
"
"
No
.
I
don
’
t
have
to
deal
with
them
.
Why
do
you
ask
that
?
"
"
Because
I
think
they
’
re
dangerous
in
some
way
.
.
.
I
don
’
t
know
how
.
.
.
"
"
Good
God
,
Dagny
!
Do
you
expect
me
to
be
afraid
of
an
object
like
James
?
"
It
was
days
later
,
when
they
were
alone
,
walking
through
the
woods
on
the
shore
of
the
river
,
that
she
asked
:
"
Francisco
,
what
’
s
the
most
depraved
type
of
human
being
?
"
"
The
man
without
a
purpose
.
"
She
was
looking
at
the
straight
shafts
of
the
trees
that
stood
against
the
great
,
sudden
,
shining
spread
of
space
beyond
.
The
forest
was
dim
and
cool
,
but
the
outer
branches
caught
the
hot
,
silver
sunrays
from
the
water
.
She
wondered
why
she
enjoyed
the
sight
,
when
she
had
never
taken
any
notice
of
the
country
around
her
,
why
she
was
so
aware
of
her
enjoyment
,
of
her
movements
,
of
her
body
in
the
process
of
walking
.
She
did
not
want
to
look
at
Francisco
.
She
felt
that
his
presence
seemed
more
intensely
real
when
she
kept
her
eyes
away
from
him
,
almost
as
if
the
stressed
awareness
of
herself
came
from
him
,
like
the
sunlight
from
the
water
.
"
You
think
you
’
re
good
,
don
’
t
you
?
"
he
asked
.
