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"
I
don
’
t
understand
you
,
Mr
.
Rearden
.
"
"
I
am
not
helping
you
to
pretend
that
this
is
any
sort
of
amicable
discussion
.
It
isn
’
t
.
Now
do
what
you
please
about
it
.
"
There
was
a
strange
look
on
the
man
’
s
face
:
bewilderment
,
as
if
he
had
no
conception
of
the
issue
confronting
him
,
and
fear
,
as
if
he
had
always
had
full
knowledge
of
it
and
had
lived
in
dread
of
exposure
.
Rearden
felt
a
strange
excitement
;
he
felt
as
if
he
were
about
to
grasp
something
he
had
never
understood
,
as
if
he
were
on
the
trail
of
some
discovery
still
too
distant
to
know
,
except
that
it
had
the
most
immense
importance
he
had
ever
glimpsed
.
"
Mr
.
Rearden
"
said
the
man
,
"
the
government
needs
your
Metal
.
You
have
to
sell
it
to
us
,
because
surely
you
realize
that
the
government
’
s
plans
cannot
be
held
up
by
the
matter
of
your
consent
.
"
"
A
sale
,
"
said
Rearden
slowly
,
"
requires
the
seller
’
s
consent
.
"
He
got
up
and
walked
to
the
window
.
"
I
’
ll
tell
you
what
you
can
do
.
"
He
pointed
to
the
siding
where
ingots
of
Rearden
Metal
were
being
loaded
onto
freight
cars
.
"
There
’
s
Rearden
Metal
.
Drive
down
there
with
your
trucks
—
like
any
other
looter
,
but
without
his
risk
,
because
I
won
’
t
shoot
you
,
as
you
know
I
can
’
t
—
take
as
much
of
the
Metal
as
you
wish
and
go
.
Don
’
t
try
to
send
me
payment
.
I
won
’
t
accept
it
.
Don
’
t
print
out
a
check
to
me
.
It
won
’
t
be
cashed
.
If
you
want
that
Metal
,
you
have
the
guns
to
seize
it
.
Go
ahead
.
"
