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Rearden
smiled
contemptuously
,
"
Aren
’
t
you
one
of
those
damn
altruists
who
spends
his
time
on
a
non
-
profit
venture
and
risks
his
life
merely
to
serve
others
?
"
"
No
,
Mr
.
Rearden
.
I
am
investing
my
time
in
my
own
future
.
When
we
are
free
and
have
to
start
rebuilding
from
out
of
the
ruins
,
I
want
to
see
the
world
reborn
as
fast
as
possible
.
If
there
is
,
then
,
some
working
capital
in
the
right
hands
—
in
the
hands
of
our
best
,
our
most
productive
men
—
it
will
save
years
for
the
rest
of
us
and
,
incidentally
,
centuries
for
the
history
of
the
country
.
Did
you
ask
what
you
meant
to
me
?
Everything
I
admire
,
everything
I
want
to
be
on
the
day
when
the
earth
will
have
a
place
for
such
state
of
being
,
everything
I
want
to
deal
with
—
even
if
this
is
the
only
way
I
can
deal
with
you
and
be
of
use
to
you
at
present
.
"
"
Why
?
"
whispered
Rearden
.
"
Because
my
only
love
,
the
only
value
I
care
to
live
for
,
is
that
which
has
never
been
loved
by
the
world
,
has
never
won
recognition
or
friends
or
defenders
:
human
ability
.
That
is
the
love
I
am
serving
—
and
if
I
should
lose
my
life
,
to
what
better
purpose
could
I
give
it
?
"
The
man
who
had
lost
the
capacity
to
feel
?
—
thought
Rearden
,
and
knew
that
the
austerity
of
the
marble
face
was
the
form
of
a
disciplined
capacity
to
feel
too
deeply
.
The
even
voice
was
continuing
dispassionately
:
"
I
wanted
you
to
know
this
.
I
wanted
you
to
know
it
now
,
when
it
most
seem
to
you
that
you
’
re
abandoned
at
the
bottom
of
a
pit
among
subhuman
creatures
who
are
all
that
’
s
left
of
mankind
.
I
wanted
you
to
know
,
in
your
most
hopeless
hour
,
that
the
day
of
deliverance
is
much
closer
than
you
think
.
And
there
was
one
special
reason
why
I
had
to
speak
to
you
and
tell
you
my
secret
ahead
of
the
proper
time
.
Have
you
heard
of
what
happened
to
Orren
Boyle
’
s
steel
mills
on
the
coast
of
Maine
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
said
Rearden
—
and
was
shocked
to
hear
that
the
word
came
as
a
gasp
out
of
the
sudden
jolt
of
eagerness
within
him
.
"
I
didn
’
t
know
whether
it
was
true
.
"
"
It
’
s
true
.
I
did
it
.
Mr
.
Boyle
is
not
going
to
manufacture
Rearden
Metal
on
the
coast
of
Maine
.
He
is
not
going
to
manufacture
it
anywhere
.
Neither
is
any
other
looting
louse
who
thinks
that
a
directive
can
give
him
a
right
to
your
brain
.
