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"
Oh
,
I
can
’
t
answer
you
.
I
don
’
t
have
any
answers
,
my
mind
doesn
’
t
work
that
way
,
but
I
don
’
t
feel
that
you
’
re
right
,
so
I
know
that
you
’
re
wrong
.
"
"
How
do
you
know
it
?
"
"
I
feel
it
.
I
don
’
t
go
by
my
head
,
but
by
my
heart
.
You
might
be
good
at
logic
,
but
you
’
re
heartless
.
"
"
Madame
,
when
we
’
ll
see
men
dying
of
starvation
around
us
,
your
heart
won
’
t
be
of
any
earthly
use
to
save
them
.
And
I
’
m
heartless
enough
to
say
that
when
you
’
ll
scream
,
‘
But
I
didn
’
t
know
it
!
’
—
you
will
not
be
forgiven
.
"
The
woman
turned
away
,
a
shudder
running
through
the
flesh
of
her
cheeks
and
through
the
angry
tremor
of
her
voice
:
"
Well
,
it
’
s
certainly
a
funny
way
to
talk
at
a
party
!
"
A
portly
man
with
evasive
eyes
said
loudly
,
his
tone
of
forced
cheerfulness
suggesting
that
his
sole
concern
in
any
issue
was
not
to
let
it
become
unpleasant
,
"
If
this
is
the
way
you
feel
about
money
,
senor
,
I
think
I
’
m
darn
glad
that
I
’
ve
got
a
goodly
piece
of
d
’
Anconia
Copper
stock
.
"
Francisco
said
gravely
,
"
I
suggest
that
you
think
twice
,
sir
.
"
Rearden
started
toward
him
—
and
Francisco
,
who
had
not
seemed
to
look
in
his
direction
,
moved
to
meet
him
at
once
,
as
if
the
others
had
never
existed
.
"
Hello
,
"
said
Rearden
simply
,
easily
,
as
to
a
childhood
friend
;
he
was
smiling
.
