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It
was
not
a
thought
,
it
was
like
the
punch
of
a
fist
inside
his
skull
.
Then
,
when
he
could
think
again
,
Rearden
knew
what
the
boy
he
had
been
would
have
felt
:
a
desire
to
step
on
the
obscene
thing
which
was
Larkin
and
grind
every
wet
bit
of
it
out
of
existence
.
He
had
never
experienced
an
emotion
of
this
kind
.
It
took
him
a
few
moments
to
realize
that
this
was
what
men
called
hatred
.
He
noticed
that
rising
to
leave
and
muttering
some
sort
of
good
-
byes
,
Larkin
had
a
wounded
,
reproachful
,
mouth
-
pinched
look
,
as
if
he
,
Larkin
,
were
the
injured
party
.
When
he
sold
his
coal
mines
to
Ken
Danagger
,
who
owned
the
largest
coal
company
in
Pennsylvania
,
Rearden
wondered
why
he
felt
as
if
it
were
almost
painless
.
He
felt
no
hatred
.
Ken
Danagger
was
a
man
in
his
fifties
,
with
a
hard
,
closed
face
;
he
had
started
in
life
as
a
miner
.
When
Rearden
handed
to
him
the
deed
to
his
new
property
,
Danagger
said
impassively
,
"
I
don
’
t
believe
I
’
ve
mentioned
that
any
coal
you
buy
from
me
,
you
’
ll
get
it
at
cost
.
"
Rearden
glanced
at
him
,
astonished
.
"
It
’
s
against
the
law
,
"
he
said
.
"
Who
’
s
going
to
find
out
what
sort
of
cash
I
band
to
you
in
your
own
living
room
?
"
"
You
’
re
talking
about
a
rebate
.
"
