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Contrary
to
my
usual
policy
,
I
have
become
a
publicity
hound
.
Really
.
I
should
like
to
have
spotlights
,
radio
microphones
and
television
cameras
.
I
suggest
that
you
plant
a
few
cameras
around
the
bridge
.
The
collapse
of
the
bridge
would
give
you
some
interesting
shots
.
"
"
Miss
Taggart
,
"
asked
Rearden
,
"
why
didn
’
t
you
mention
that
I
’
m
going
to
ride
in
that
engine
,
too
?
"
She
looked
at
him
across
the
room
,
and
for
a
moment
they
were
alone
,
holding
each
other
’
s
glance
.
"
Yes
,
of
course
,
Mr
.
Rearden
,
"
she
answered
.
She
did
not
see
him
again
until
they
looked
at
each
other
across
the
platform
of
the
Taggart
station
in
Cheyenne
,
on
July
22
.
She
did
not
look
for
anyone
when
she
stepped
out
on
the
platform
:
she
felt
as
if
her
senses
had
merged
,
so
that
she
could
not
distinguish
the
sky
,
the
sun
or
the
sounds
of
an
enormous
crowd
,
but
perceived
only
a
sensation
of
shock
and
light
.
Yet
he
was
the
first
person
she
saw
,
and
she
could
not
tell
for
how
long
a
time
he
was
also
the
only
one
.
He
stood
by
the
engine
of
the
John
Galt
train
,
talking
to
somebody
outside
the
field
of
her
consciousness
.
He
was
dressed
in
gray
slacks
and
shirt
,
he
looked
like
an
expert
mechanic
,
but
he
was
stared
at
by
the
faces
around
him
,
because
he
was
Hank
Rearden
of
Rearden
Steel
.
High
above
him
,
she
saw
the
letters
TT
on
the
silver
front
of
the
engine
.
The
lines
of
the
engine
slanted
back
,
aimed
at
space
.
There
was
distance
and
a
crowd
between
them
,
but
his
eyes
moved
to
her
the
moment
she
came
out
.
They
looked
at
each
other
and
she
knew
that
he
felt
as
she
did
.
This
was
not
to
be
a
solemn
venture
upon
which
their
future
depended
,
but
simply
their
day
of
enjoyment
.
Their
work
was
done
.
For
the
moment
,
there
was
no
future
.
They
had
earned
the
present
.
Only
if
one
feels
immensely
important
,
she
had
told
him
,
can
one
feel
truly
light
.
Whatever
the
train
’
s
run
would
mean
to
others
,
for
the
two
of
them
their
own
persons
were
this
day
’
s
sole
meaning
.
Whatever
it
was
that
others
sought
in
life
,
their
right
to
what
they
now
felt
was
all
the
two
of
them
wished
to
find
.
It
was
as
if
,
across
the
platform
,
they
said
it
to
each
other
.
