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She
did
not
notice
that
they
had
sat
down
,
that
they
were
sitting
on
a
pile
of
frozen
lumber
,
that
her
legs
were
pressed
to
the
rough
planks
and
she
could
feel
the
cold
through
her
thin
stockings
.
They
were
bent
together
over
a
few
scraps
of
paper
which
could
make
it
possible
for
thousands
of
tons
of
freight
to
cross
a
cut
of
empty
space
.
His
voice
sounded
sharp
and
clear
,
while
he
explained
thrusts
,
pulls
,
loads
,
wind
pressures
.
The
bridge
was
to
be
a
single
twelve
-
hundred
-
foot
truss
span
.
He
had
devised
a
new
type
of
truss
.
It
had
never
been
made
before
end
could
not
be
made
except
with
members
that
had
the
strength
and
the
lightness
of
Rearden
Metal
.
"
Hank
,
"
she
asked
,
"
did
you
invent
this
in
two
days
?
"
"
Hell
,
no
.
I
‘
invented
’
it
long
before
I
had
Rearden
Metal
.
I
figured
it
out
while
making
steel
for
bridges
.
I
wanted
a
metal
with
which
one
would
be
able
to
do
this
,
among
other
things
.
I
came
here
just
to
see
your
particular
problem
for
myself
.
"
He
chuckled
,
when
he
saw
the
slow
movement
of
her
hand
across
her
eyes
and
the
line
of
bitterness
in
the
set
of
her
mouth
,
as
if
she
were
trying
to
wipe
out
the
things
against
which
she
had
fought
such
an
exhausting
,
cheerless
battle
.
"
This
is
only
a
rough
scheme
,
"
he
said
,
"
but
I
believe
you
see
what
can
be
done
?
"
"
I
can
’
t
tell
you
all
that
I
see
,
Hank
.
"
"
Don
’
t
bother
.
I
know
it
.
"
"
You
’
re
saving
Taggart
Transcontinental
for
the
second
time
.
"
"
You
used
to
be
a
better
psychologist
than
that
.
"
