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Rearden
read
it
and
glanced
up
at
the
superintendent
of
his
mills
who
stood
before
him
without
moving
.
The
superintendent
had
come
in
and
put
the
order
down
on
his
desk
without
a
word
.
"
I
thought
you
’
d
want
to
see
it
,
"
he
said
,
in
answer
to
Rearden
’
s
glance
.
Rearden
pressed
a
button
,
summoning
Miss
Ives
.
He
handed
the
order
to
her
and
said
,
"
Send
this
back
to
wherever
it
came
from
.
Tell
them
that
I
will
not
sell
any
Rearden
Metal
to
the
State
Science
Institute
.
"
Gwen
Ives
and
the
superintendent
looked
at
him
,
at
each
other
and
back
at
him
again
;
what
he
saw
in
their
eyes
was
congratulation
.
"
Yes
,
Mr
.
Rearden
,
"
Gwen
Ives
said
formally
,
taking
the
slip
as
if
it
were
any
other
kind
of
business
paper
.
She
bowed
and
left
the
room
.
The
superintendent
followed
.
Rearden
smiled
faintly
,
in
greeting
to
what
they
felt
.
He
felt
nothing
about
that
paper
or
its
possible
consequences
.
By
a
sort
of
inner
convulsion
—
which
had
been
like
tearing
a
plug
out
to
cut
off
the
current
of
his
emotions
—
he
had
told
himself
six
months
ago
:
Act
first
,
keep
the
mills
going
,
feel
later
.
It
had
made
him
able
to
watch
dispassionately
the
working
of
the
Fair
Share
Law
.
Nobody
had
known
how
that
law
was
to
be
observed
.
First
,
he
had
been
told
that
he
could
not
produce
Rearden
Metal
in
an
amount
greater
than
the
tonnage
of
the
best
special
alloy
,
other
than
steel
,
produced
by
Orren
Boyle
.
But
Orren
Boyle
’
s
best
special
alloy
was
some
cracking
mixture
that
no
one
cared
to
buy
.
Then
he
had
been
told
that
he
could
produce
Rearden
Metal
in
the
amount
that
Orren
Boyle
could
have
produced
,
if
he
could
have
produced
it
.
Nobody
had
known
how
this
was
to
be
determined
.
Somebody
in
Washington
had
announced
a
figure
,
naming
a
number
of
tons
per
year
,
giving
no
reasons
.
Everybody
had
let
it
go
at
that
.
He
had
not
known
how
to
give
every
consumer
who
demanded
it
an
equal
share
of
Rearden
Metal
.
The
waiting
list
of
orders
could
not
be
filled
in
three
years
,
even
had
he
been
permitted
to
work
at
full
capacity
.
New
orders
were
coming
in
daily
.
They
were
not
orders
any
longer
,
in
the
old
,
honorable
sense
of
trade
;
they
were
demands
.
The
law
provided
that
he
could
be
sued
by
any
consumer
who
failed
to
receive
his
fair
share
of
Rearden
Metal
.
