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"
How
?
The
fact
remains
that
you
’
ve
profited
the
most
from
those
directives
.
"
"
That
’
s
true
.
I
’
ve
profited
more
than
Mr
.
Mouch
and
his
gang
could
ever
imagine
.
After
my
years
of
work
,
they
gave
me
just
the
chance
I
needed
.
"
"
Are
you
boasting
?
"
"
You
bet
I
am
!
"
Rearden
saw
incredulously
that
Francisco
’
s
eyes
had
a
hard
,
bright
look
,
the
look
,
not
of
a
party
hound
,
but
of
a
man
of
action
.
"
Mr
.
Rearden
,
do
you
know
where
most
of
those
new
aristocrats
keep
their
hidden
money
?
Do
you
know
where
most
of
the
fair
share
vultures
have
invested
their
profits
from
Rearden
Metal
?
"
"
No
,
but
—
"
"
In
d
’
Anconia
Copper
stock
.
Safely
out
of
the
way
and
out
of
the
country
.
D
’
Anconia
Copper
—
an
old
,
invulnerable
company
,
so
rich
that
it
would
last
for
three
more
generations
of
looting
.
A
company
managed
by
a
decadent
playboy
who
doesn
’
t
give
a
damn
,
who
’
ll
let
them
use
his
property
in
any
way
they
please
and
just
continue
to
make
money
for
them
—
automatically
,
as
did
his
ancestors
.
Wasn
’
t
that
a
perfect
setup
for
the
looters
,
Mr
.
Rearden
?
Only
—
what
one
single
point
did
they
miss
?
"
Rearden
was
staring
at
him
.
"
What
are
you
driving
at
?
"
Francisco
laughed
suddenly
.
"
It
’
s
too
bad
about
those
profiteers
on
Rearden
Metal
.
You
wouldn
’
t
want
them
to
lose
the
money
you
made
for
them
,
would
you
,
Mr
.
Rearden
?
But
accidents
do
happen
in
the
world
—
you
know
what
they
say
,
man
is
only
a
helpless
plaything
at
the
mercy
of
nature
’
s
disasters
.
For
instance
,
there
was
a
fire
at
the
d
’
Anconia
ore
docks
in
Valparaiso
tomorrow
morning
,
a
fire
that
razed
them
to
the
ground
along
with
half
of
the
port
structures
.
What
time
is
it
,
Mr
.
Rearden
?
Oh
,
did
I
mix
my
tenses
?
Tomorrow
afternoon
,
there
will
be
a
rock
slide
in
the
d
’
Anconia
mines
at
Orano
—
no
lives
lost
,
no
casualties
,
except
the
mines
themselves
.
It
will
be
found
that
the
mines
are
done
for
,
because
they
had
been
worked
in
the
wrong
places
for
months
—
what
can
you
expect
from
a
playboy
’
s
management
?
The
great
deposits
of
copper
will
be
buried
under
tons
of
mountain
where
a
Sebastian
d
’
Anconia
would
not
be
able
to
reclaim
them
in
less
than
three
years
,
and
a
People
’
s
State
will
never
reclaim
them
at
all
.
When
the
stockholders
begin
to
look
into
things
,
they
will
find
that
the
mines
at
Campos
,
at
San
Felix
,
at
Las
Heras
have
been
worked
in
exactly
the
same
manner
and
have
been
running
at
a
loss
for
over
a
year
,
only
the
playboy
juggled
the
books
and
kept
it
out
of
the
newspapers
.
Shall
I
tell
you
what
they
will
discover
about
the
management
of
the
d
’
Anconia
foundries
?
Or
of
the
d
’
Anconia
ore
fleet
?
But
all
these
discoveries
won
’
t
do
the
stockholders
any
good
anyway
,
because
the
stock
of
d
’
Anconia
Copper
will
have
crashed
tomorrow
morning
,
crashed
like
an
electric
bulb
against
concrete
,
crashed
like
an
express
elevator
,
spattering
pieces
of
hitchhikers
all
over
the
gutters
!
"
