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He
glanced
straight
at
her
,
his
eyes
drawn
narrow
by
such
an
intensity
of
earnestness
that
the
glance
was
almost
a
threat
,
and
she
knew
that
whatever
the
years
had
meant
to
him
,
"
amusement
"
was
the
one
word
she
had
no
right
to
utter
.
"
Do
you
really
think
that
?
"
he
asked
.
She
whispered
,
"
No
.
.
.
"
"
Dagny
,
we
can
never
lose
the
things
we
live
for
.
We
may
have
to
change
their
form
at
times
,
if
we
’
ve
made
an
error
,
but
the
purpose
remains
the
same
and
the
forms
are
ours
to
make
.
"
"
That
is
what
I
’
ve
been
telling
myself
for
a
month
.
But
there
’
s
no
way
left
open
toward
any
purpose
whatever
.
"
He
did
not
answer
.
He
sat
down
on
a
boulder
by
the
door
of
the
cabin
,
watching
her
as
if
he
did
not
want
to
miss
a
single
shadow
of
reaction
on
her
face
.
"
What
do
you
think
now
of
the
men
who
quit
and
vanished
?
"
he
asked
.
She
shrugged
,
with
a
faint
smile
of
helpless
sadness
,
and
sat
down
on
the
ground
beside
him
.
"
You
know
,
"
she
said
,
"
I
used
to
think
that
there
was
some
destroyer
who
came
after
them
and
made
them
quit
.
But
I
guess
there
wasn
’
t
.
There
have
been
times
,
this
past
month
,
when
I
’
ve
almost
wished
he
would
come
for
me
,
too
.
But
nobody
came
.
"
"
No
?
"
