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Some
of
them
saw
Rearden
sway
,
his
right
hand
gripping
his
left
shoulder
.
Others
,
in
the
same
instant
,
saw
the
gun
drop
out
of
the
chief
’
s
hand
and
hit
the
floor
in
time
with
his
scream
and
with
the
spurt
of
blood
from
his
wrist
.
Then
all
of
them
saw
Francisco
d
’
Anconia
standing
at
the
door
on
the
left
,
his
soundless
gun
still
aimed
at
the
chief
.
All
of
them
were
on
their
feet
and
had
drawn
their
guns
,
but
they
lost
that
first
moment
,
not
daring
to
fire
.
"
I
wouldn
’
t
,
if
I
were
you
,
"
said
Francisco
.
"
Jesus
!
"
gasped
one
of
the
guards
,
struggling
for
the
memory
of
a
name
he
could
not
recapture
.
"
That
’
s
.
.
.
that
’
s
the
guy
who
blew
up
all
the
copper
mines
in
the
world
!
"
"
It
is
,
"
said
Rearden
.
They
had
been
backing
involuntarily
away
from
Francisco
—
and
turned
to
see
that
Rearden
still
stood
at
the
entrance
door
,
with
a
pointed
gun
in
his
right
hand
and
a
dark
stain
spreading
on
his
left
shoulder
.
"
Shoot
,
you
bastards
!
"
screamed
the
chief
to
the
wavering
men
.
"
What
are
you
waiting
for
?
Shoot
them
down
!
"
He
was
leaning
with
one
arm
against
the
table
,
blood
running
out
of
the
other
.
"
I
’
ll
report
any
man
who
doesn
’
t
fight
!
I
’
ll
have
him
sentenced
to
death
for
it
!
"
"
Drop
your
guns
,
"
said
Rearden
.
