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There
was
an
instant
’
s
pause
,
but
Francisco
answered
calmly
,
"
Since
I
understood
what
those
men
were
doing
,
"
He
added
,
"
I
know
what
you
’
re
going
through
right
now
.
.
.
and
what
’
s
still
ahead
.
"
"
Thanks
,
"
said
Rearden
.
"
For
what
?
"
"
For
what
you
’
re
trying
so
hard
not
to
show
.
But
don
’
t
worry
about
me
.
I
’
m
still
able
to
stand
it
.
.
.
You
know
,
I
didn
’
t
come
here
because
I
wanted
to
talk
about
myself
or
even
about
the
trial
.
"
"
I
’
ll
agree
to
any
subject
you
choose
—
in
order
to
have
you
here
.
"
He
said
it
in
the
tone
of
a
courteous
joke
;
but
the
tone
could
not
disguise
it
;
he
meant
it
.
"
What
did
you
want
to
talk
about
?
"
"
You
.
"
Francisco
stopped
.
He
looked
at
Rearden
for
a
moment
,
then
answered
quietly
,
"
All
right
.
"
If
that
which
Rearden
felt
could
have
gone
directly
into
words
,
past
the
barrier
of
his
will
,
he
would
have
cried
:
Don
’
t
let
me
down
—
I
need
you
—
I
am
fighting
all
of
them
,
I
have
fought
to
my
limit
and
am
condemned
to
fight
beyond
it
—
and
,
as
sole
ammunition
possible
to
me
,
I
need
the
knowledge
of
one
single
man
whom
I
can
trust
,
respect
and
admire
.
