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The
triumphant
rise
of
Francisco
’
s
voice
merged
with
a
matching
sound
:
Rearden
burst
out
laughing
.
Rearden
did
not
know
how
long
that
moment
lasted
or
what
he
had
felt
,
it
had
been
like
a
blow
hurling
him
into
another
kind
of
consciousness
,
then
a
second
blow
returning
him
to
his
own
—
all
that
was
left
,
as
at
the
awakening
from
a
narcotic
,
was
the
feeling
that
he
had
known
some
immense
kind
of
freedom
,
never
to
be
matched
in
reality
.
This
was
like
the
Wyatt
fire
again
,
he
thought
,
this
was
his
secret
danger
.
He
found
himself
backing
away
from
Francisco
d
’
Anconia
,
Francisco
stood
watching
him
intently
,
and
looked
as
if
he
had
been
watching
him
all
through
that
unknown
length
of
time
.
"
There
are
no
evil
thoughts
,
Mr
.
Rearden
,
"
Francisco
said
softly
,
"
except
one
:
the
refusal
to
think
.
"
"
No
,
"
said
Rearden
;
it
was
almost
a
whisper
,
he
had
to
keep
his
voice
down
,
he
was
afraid
that
he
would
hear
himself
scream
it
,
"
no
.
.
.
if
this
is
the
key
to
you
,
no
,
don
’
t
expect
me
to
cheer
you
.
.
.
you
didn
’
t
have
the
strength
to
fight
them
.
.
.
you
chose
the
easiest
,
most
vicious
way
.
.
.
deliberate
destruction
.
.
.
the
destruction
of
an
achievement
you
hadn
’
t
produced
and
couldn
’
t
match
.
.
.
"
"
That
’
s
not
what
you
’
ll
read
in
the
newspapers
tomorrow
.
There
won
’
t
be
any
evidence
of
deliberate
destruction
.
Everything
happened
in
the
normal
,
explicable
,
justifiable
course
of
plain
incompetence
.
Incompetence
isn
’
t
supposed
to
be
punished
nowadays
,
is
it
?
The
boys
in
Buenos
Aires
and
the
boys
in
Santiago
will
probably
want
to
hand
me
a
subsidy
,
by
way
of
consolation
and
reward
.
There
’
s
still
a
great
part
of
the
d
’
Anconia
Copper
Company
left
,
though
a
great
part
of
it
is
gone
for
good
.
Nobody
will
say
that
I
’
ve
done
it
intentionally
.
You
may
think
what
you
wish
.
"
"
I
think
you
’
re
the
guiltiest
man
in
this
room
,
"
said
Rearden
quietly
,
wearily
;
even
the
fire
of
his
anger
was
gone
;
he
felt
nothing
but
the
emptiness
left
by
the
death
of
a
great
hope
.
"
I
think
you
’
re
worse
than
anything
I
had
supposed
.
.
.
"
Francisco
looked
at
him
with
a
strange
half
-
smile
of
serenity
,
the
serenity
of
a
victory
over
pain
,
and
did
not
answer
.
It
was
their
silence
that
let
them
hear
the
voices
of
the
two
men
who
stood
a
few
steps
away
,
and
they
turned
to
look
at
the
speakers
.
