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The
purchasing
manager
was
an
elderly
man
with
graying
hair
,
a
lean
,
dry
face
,
and
a
heart
which
,
people
said
,
was
given
exclusively
to
the
task
of
squeezing
every
last
ounce
of
value
out
of
a
penny
.
He
stood
in
front
of
Rearden
’
s
desk
,
saying
nothing
else
,
merely
looking
straight
at
Rearden
,
his
cold
eyes
narrowed
and
grim
.
It
was
a
look
of
the
most
profound
sympathy
that
Rearden
had
ever
seen
.
There
’
s
no
other
course
open
,
thought
Rearden
,
as
he
had
thought
through
days
and
nights
.
He
knew
no
weapons
but
to
pay
for
what
he
wanted
,
to
give
value
for
value
,
to
ask
nothing
of
nature
without
trading
his
effort
in
return
,
to
ask
nothing
of
men
without
trading
the
product
of
his
effort
.
What
were
the
weapons
,
he
thought
,
if
values
were
not
a
weapon
any
longer
?
"
An
unlimited
market
,
Mr
.
Rearden
?
"
the
purchasing
manager
asked
dryly
.
Rearden
glanced
up
at
him
.
"
I
guess
I
’
m
not
smart
enough
to
make
the
sort
of
deals
needed
nowadays
,
"
he
said
,
in
answer
to
the
unspoken
thoughts
that
hung
across
his
desk
.
The
purchasing
manager
shook
his
head
.
"
No
,
Mr
.
Rearden
,
it
’
s
one
or
the
other
.
The
same
kind
of
brain
can
’
t
do
both
.
Either
you
’
re
good
at
running
the
mills
or
you
’
re
good
at
running
to
Washington
.
"
"
Maybe
I
ought
to
learn
their
method
.
"
"
You
couldn
’
t
learn
it
and
it
wouldn
’
t
do
you
any
good
.
You
wouldn
’
t
win
in
any
of
those
deals
.
Don
’
t
you
understand
?
You
’
re
the
one
who
’
s
got
something
to
be
looted
.
"
When
he
was
left
alone
,
Rearden
felt
a
jolt
of
blinding
anger
,
as
it
had
come
to
him
before
,
painful
,
single
and
sudden
like
an
electric
shock
—
the
anger
bursting
out
of
the
knowledge
that
one
cannot
deal
with
pure
evil
,
with
the
naked
,
full
-
conscious
evil
that
neither
has
nor
seeks
justification
.
But
when
he
felt
the
wish
to
fight
and
kill
in
the
rightful
cause
of
self
-
defense
—
he
saw
the
fat
,
grinning
face
of
Mayor
Bascom
and
heard
the
drawling
voice
saying
,
"
.
.
.
you
and
the
charming
lady
who
is
not
your
wife
.
"
