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"
How
do
you
do
,
"
he
answered
.
His
voice
was
brusque
and
dry
;
but
he
had
answered
.
"
I
have
observed
that
Mrs
.
Rearden
has
been
trying
to
avoid
the
necessity
of
presenting
me
to
you
,
and
I
can
guess
the
reason
.
Would
you
prefer
that
I
leave
your
house
?
"
The
action
of
naming
an
issue
instead
of
evading
it
,
was
so
unlike
the
usual
behavior
of
all
the
men
he
knew
,
it
was
such
a
sudden
,
startling
relief
,
that
Rearden
remained
silent
for
a
moment
,
studying
d
‘
An
conia
’
s
face
.
Francisco
had
said
it
very
simply
,
neither
as
a
reproach
nor
a
plea
,
but
in
a
manner
which
,
strangely
,
acknowledged
Rearden
’
s
dignity
and
his
own
.
"
No
,
"
said
Rearden
,
"
whatever
else
you
guessed
,
I
did
not
say
that
.
"
"
Thank
you
.
In
that
case
,
you
will
allow
me
to
speak
to
you
.
"
"
Why
should
you
wish
to
speak
to
me
?
"
"
My
motives
cannot
interest
you
at
present
.
"
"
Mine
is
not
the
sort
of
conversation
that
could
interest
you
at
all
.
"
"
You
are
mistaken
about
one
of
us
,
Mr
.
Rearden
,
or
both
.
I
came
to
this
party
solely
in
order
to
meet
you
.
"
