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"
You
mean
that
I
’
m
not
?
"
"
See
for
yourself
.
"
"
I
know
that
you
had
a
great
deal
to
tell
me
,
when
we
were
interrupted
,
that
night
at
the
mills
.
Why
don
’
t
you
finish
what
you
had
to
say
?
"
"
No
.
It
’
s
too
soon
.
"
Francisco
acted
as
if
there
were
nothing
unusual
about
this
visit
,
as
if
he
took
it
as
a
matter
of
natural
course
—
as
he
had
always
acted
in
Rearden
’
s
presence
.
But
Rearden
noted
that
he
was
not
so
calm
as
he
wished
to
appear
;
he
was
pacing
the
room
,
in
a
manner
that
seemed
a
release
for
an
emotion
he
did
not
want
to
confess
;
he
had
forgotten
the
lamp
and
it
still
stood
on
the
floor
as
the
room
’
s
sole
illumination
.
"
You
’
ve
been
taking
an
awful
beating
in
the
way
of
discoveries
,
haven
’
t
you
?
"
said
Francisco
,
"
How
did
you
like
the
behavior
of
your
fellow
businessmen
?
"
"
I
suppose
it
was
to
be
expected
.
"
His
voice
tense
with
the
anger
of
compassion
,
Francisco
said
,
"
It
’
s
been
twelve
years
and
yet
I
’
m
still
unable
to
see
it
indifferently
!
"
The
sentence
sounded
involuntary
,
as
if
,
trying
to
suppress
the
sound
of
emotion
,
he
had
uttered
suppressed
words
.
"
Twelve
years
—
since
what
?
"
asked
Rearden
.
