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He
saw
Galt
’
s
eyes
looking
straight
at
his
,
as
if
Galt
were
seeing
the
things
he
was
seeing
.
"
I
told
you
that
on
the
radio
,
didn
’
t
I
?
"
said
Galt
.
This
was
the
stamp
James
Taggart
had
dreaded
,
from
which
there
was
no
escape
:
the
stamp
and
proof
of
objectivity
.
"
No
.
.
.
"
he
said
feebly
once
more
,
but
it
was
no
longer
the
voice
of
a
living
consciousness
.
He
stood
for
a
moment
,
staring
blindly
at
space
,
then
his
legs
gave
way
,
folding
limply
,
and
he
sat
on
the
floor
,
still
staring
,
unaware
of
his
action
or
surroundings
.
"
Jim
.
.
.
!
"
called
Mouch
.
There
was
no
answer
.
Mouch
and
Ferris
did
not
ask
themselves
or
wonder
what
it
was
that
had
happened
to
Taggart
:
they
knew
that
they
must
never
attempt
to
discover
it
,
under
peril
of
sharing
his
fate
.
They
knew
who
it
was
that
had
been
broken
tonight
.
They
knew
that
this
was
the
end
of
James
Taggart
,
whether
his
physical
body
survived
or
not
.
"
Let
’
s
.
.
.
let
’
s
get
Jim
out
of
here
,
"
said
Ferris
shakily
.
"
Let
’
s
get
him
to
a
doctor
.
.
.
or
somewhere
.
.
.
"
They
pulled
Taggart
to
his
feet
;
he
did
not
resist
,
he
obeyed
lethargically
,
and
he
moved
his
feet
when
pushed
.
It
was
he
who
had
reached
the
state
to
which
he
had
wanted
Galt
to
be
reduced
.
Holding
his
arms
at
both
sides
,
his
two
friends
led
him
out
of
the
room
.
He
saved
them
from
the
necessity
of
admitting
to
themselves
that
they
wanted
to
escape
Galt
’
s
eyes
.
Galt
was
watching
them
;
his
glance
was
too
austerely
perceptive
.
