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"
Why
?
"
"
For
the
same
reason
that
has
kept
you
so
late
in
your
office
.
You
were
not
working
.
"
"
How
long
have
you
been
sitting
here
?
"
"
An
hour
or
two
.
"
"
Why
didn
’
t
you
knock
at
my
door
?
"
"
Would
you
have
allowed
me
to
come
in
?
"
"
You
’
re
late
in
asking
that
question
.
"
"
Shall
I
leave
,
Mr
.
Rearden
?
"
Rearden
pointed
to
the
door
of
his
office
.
"
Come
in
.
"
Turning
the
lights
on
in
the
office
,
moving
with
unhurried
control
,
Rearden
thought
that
he
must
not
allow
himself
to
feel
anything
,
but
felt
the
color
of
life
returning
to
him
in
the
tensely
quiet
eagerness
of
an
emotion
which
he
would
not
identify
.
What
he
told
himself
consciously
was
:
Be
careful
.
