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Rearden
glanced
at
him
.
"
Why
do
you
ask
that
?
"
"
To
make
you
understand
why
I
’
m
not
.
"
"
Don
’
t
expect
me
ever
to
approve
of
a
criminal
.
"
"
I
don
’
t
expect
it
.
But
there
are
a
few
things
I
want
to
help
you
to
see
.
"
"
Even
if
they
’
re
true
,
the
things
you
said
,
why
did
you
choose
to
be
a
bandit
?
Why
didn
’
t
you
simply
step
out
,
like
—
"
He
stopped
.
"
Like
Ellis
Wyatt
,
Mr
.
Rearden
?
Like
Andrew
Stockton
?
Like
your
friend
Ken
Danagger
?
"
"
Yes
!
"
"
Would
you
approve
of
that
?
"
"
I
—
"
He
stopped
,
shocked
by
his
own
words
.
The
shock
that
came
next
was
to
see
Danneskjold
smile
:
it
was
like
seeing
the
first
green
of
spring
on
the
sculptured
planes
of
an
iceberg
.
Rearden
realized
suddenly
,
for
the
first
time
,
that
Danneskjold
’
s
face
was
more
than
handsome
,
that
it
had
the
startling
beauty
of
physical
perfection
—
the
hard
,
proud
features
,
the
scornful
mouth
of
a
Viking
’
s
statue
—
yet
he
had
not
been
aware
of
it
,
almost
as
if
the
dead
sternness
of
the
face
had
forbidden
the
impertinence
of
an
appraisal
.
