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"
We
’
ll
try
.
"
He
rose
abruptly
,
but
stopped
to
glance
down
at
the
broken
remnant
and
said
,
with
a
chuckle
that
was
not
gay
,
"
There
was
the
motor
for
the
John
Galt
Line
.
"
Then
he
spoke
in
the
brusque
manner
of
an
executive
.
"
First
,
we
’
ll
try
to
see
if
we
can
find
their
personnel
office
here
.
We
’
ll
look
for
their
records
,
if
there
’
s
any
left
.
We
want
the
names
of
their
research
staff
and
their
engineers
.
I
don
’
t
know
who
owns
this
place
now
,
and
I
suspect
that
the
owners
will
be
hard
to
find
,
or
they
wouldn
’
t
have
let
it
come
to
this
.
Then
we
’
ll
go
over
every
room
in
the
laboratory
.
Later
,
we
’
ll
get
a
few
engineers
to
fly
here
and
comb
the
rest
of
the
place
.
"
They
started
out
,
but
she
stopped
for
a
moment
on
the
threshold
.
"
Hank
,
that
motor
was
the
most
valuable
thing
inside
this
factory
,
"
she
said
,
her
voice
low
.
"
It
was
more
valuable
than
the
whole
factory
and
everything
it
ever
contained
.
Yet
it
was
passed
up
and
left
in
the
refuse
.
It
was
the
one
thing
nobody
found
worth
the
trouble
of
taking
.
"
"
That
’
s
what
frightens
me
about
this
,
"
he
answered
.
The
personnel
office
did
not
take
them
long
.
They
found
it
by
the
sign
which
was
left
on
the
door
,
but
it
was
the
only
thing
left
.
There
was
no
furniture
inside
,
no
papers
,
nothing
but
the
splinters
of
smashed
windows
.
They
went
back
to
the
room
of
the
motor
.
Crawling
on
hands
and
knees
,
they
examined
every
scrap
of
the
junk
that
littered
the
floor
.
