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"
You
know
what
I
think
of
it
.
"
"
They
said
Rearden
Metal
is
a
threat
to
public
safety
.
They
said
its
chemical
composition
is
unsound
,
it
’
s
brittle
,
it
’
s
decomposing
molecularly
,
and
it
will
crack
suddenly
,
without
warning
.
.
.
"
He
stopped
,
as
if
begging
for
an
answer
.
She
did
not
answer
.
He
asked
anxiously
,
"
You
haven
’
t
changed
your
mind
about
it
,
have
you
?
"
"
About
what
?
"
"
About
that
metal
.
"
"
No
,
Jim
,
I
have
not
changed
my
mind
.
"
"
They
’
re
experts
,
though
.
.
.
the
men
on
that
committee
.
.
.
Top
experts
.
.
.
Chief
metallurgists
for
the
biggest
corporations
,
with
a
string
of
degrees
from
universities
all
over
the
country
.
.
.
"
He
said
it
unhappily
,
as
if
he
were
begging
her
to
make
him
doubt
these
men
and
their
verdict
.
She
watched
him
,
puzzled
;
this
was
not
like
him
.
The
car
jerked
forward
.
It
moved
slowly
through
a
gap
in
a
plank
barrier
,
past
the
hole
of
a
broken
water
main
.
She
saw
the
new
pipe
stacked
by
the
excavation
;
the
pipe
bore
a
trademark
:
Stockton
Foundry
,
Colorado
.
She
looked
away
;
she
wished
she
were
not
reminded
of
Colorado
.
