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           Whatisit?"

           "Asamatteroffact,"saidMouch,"wedohaveavitalquestiontodiscussinregardtothesteelindustry,but...butyourlanguage,Mr.Rearden!"

           "Wedon’twanttospringanythingonyou,"saidHolloway."Weaskedyouheretodiscussitwithyou."

           "Icameheretotakeorders.Givethem."

           "But,Mr.Rearden,wedon’twanttolookatitthatway.Wedon’twanttogiveyouorders.Wewantyourvoluntaryconsent."

           Reardensmiled."Iknowit."

           "Youdo?"Hollowaystartedeagerly,butsomethingaboutRearden’ssmilemadehimslideintouncertainty."Well,then—"

           "Andyou,brother,"saidRearden,"knowthatthatistheflawinyourgame,thefatalflawthatwillblastitsky-high.Nowdoyoutellmewhatcloutonmyheadyou’reworkingsohardnottoletmenotice—ordoIgohome?"

           "Ohno,Mr.Rearden!"criedLawson,withasuddendartofhiseyestohiswristwatch."Youcan’tgonow!—Thatis,Imean,youwouldn’twanttogowithouthearingwhatwehavetosay."

           "Thenletmehearit."

           Hesawthemglancingatoneanother.