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The
beams
and
girders
of
the
Rearden
Metal
bridge
were
coming
daily
out
of
the
rolling
mills
,
and
were
being
shipped
to
the
site
of
the
John
Galt
Line
,
where
the
first
shapes
of
green
-
blue
metal
,
swung
into
space
to
span
the
canyon
,
glittered
in
the
first
rays
of
the
spring
sun
.
He
had
no
time
for
pain
,
no
energy
for
anger
.
Within
a
few
weeks
,
it
was
over
;
the
blinding
stabs
of
hatred
ceased
and
did
not
return
.
He
was
back
in
confident
self
-
control
on
the
evening
when
he
telephoned
Eddie
Willers
,
"
Eddie
,
I
’
m
in
New
York
,
at
the
Wayne
-
Falkland
.
Come
to
have
breakfast
with
me
tomorrow
morning
.
There
’
s
something
I
’
d
like
to
discuss
with
you
.
"
Eddie
Willers
went
to
the
appointment
with
a
heavy
feeling
of
guilt
.
He
had
not
recovered
from
the
shock
of
the
Equalization
of
Opportunity
Bill
;
it
had
left
a
dull
ache
within
him
,
like
the
black
-
and
-
blue
mark
of
a
blow
.
He
disliked
the
sight
of
the
city
:
it
now
looked
as
if
it
hid
the
threat
of
some
malicious
unknown
.
He
dreaded
facing
one
of
the
Bill
’
s
victims
:
he
felt
almost
as
if
he
,
Eddie
Willers
,
shared
the
responsibility
for
it
in
some
terrible
way
which
he
could
not
define
.
When
he
saw
Rearden
,
the
feeling
vanished
.
There
was
no
hint
suggesting
a
victim
,
in
Rearden
’
s
bearing
.
Beyond
the
windows
of
the
hotel
room
,
the
spring
sunlight
of
early
morning
sparkled
on
the
windows
of
the
city
,
the
sky
was
a
very
pale
blue
that
seemed
young
,
the
offices
were
still
closed
,
and
the
city
did
not
look
as
if
it
held
malice
,
but
as
if
it
were
joyously
,
hopefully
ready
to
swing
into
action
—
in
the
same
manner
as
Rearden
.
He
looked
refreshed
by
an
untroubled
sleep
,
he
wore
a
dressing
gown
,
he
seemed
impatient
of
the
necessity
to
dress
,
unwilling
to
delay
the
exciting
game
of
his
business
duties
.
"
Good
morning
,
Eddie
.
Sorry
if
I
got
you
out
so
early
.
It
’
s
the
only
time
I
had
.
Have
to
go
back
to
Philadelphia
right
after
breakfast
.
We
can
talk
while
we
’
re
eating
.
"
The
dressing
gown
he
wore
was
of
dark
blue
flannel
,
with
the
white
initials
"
H
R
"
on
the
breast
pocket
.
He
looked
young
,
relaxed
,
at
home
in
this
room
and
in
the
world
.
Eddie
watched
a
waiter
wheel
the
breakfast
table
into
the
room
with
a
swift
efficiency
that
made
him
feel
braced
.
He
found
himself
enjoying
the
stiff
freshness
of
the
white
tablecloth
and
the
sunlight
sparkling
on
the
silver
,
on
the
two
bowls
of
crushed
ice
holding
glasses
of
orange
juice
;
he
had
not
known
that
such
things
could
give
him
an
invigorating
pleasure
.
