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"
No
.
"
The
light
was
growing
dim
in
the
broad
windows
of
the
office
.
The
days
were
short
.
Rearden
saw
the
irregular
shadow
of
the
nose
on
the
man
’
s
cheek
,
and
the
pale
eyes
watching
him
;
the
glance
was
vague
,
but
its
direction
purposeful
.
"
The
State
Science
Institute
represents
the
best
brains
of
the
country
,
Mr
.
Rearden
.
"
"
So
I
’
m
told
.
"
"
Surely
you
do
not
want
to
pit
your
own
judgment
against
theirs
?
"
"
I
do
.
"
The
man
looked
at
Rearden
as
if
pleading
for
help
,
as
if
Rearden
had
broken
an
unwritten
code
which
demanded
that
he
should
have
understood
long
ago
.
Rearden
offered
no
help
.
"
Is
this
all
you
wanted
to
know
?
"
he
asked
.
"
It
’
s
only
a
question
of
time
,
Mr
.
Rearden
,
"
the
man
said
placatingly
.
"
Just
a
temporary
delay
.
Just
to
give
our
economy
a
chance
to
get
stabilized
.
If
you
’
d
only
wait
for
a
couple
of
years
—
"
