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The Concerto of Deliverance
"Iwantyoutohearitfromme:youkeptyouroath,youweremyfriend."
"Iknewthatyouknewit.Youknewitfromthefirst.Youknewit,nomatterwhatyouthoughtofmyactions.Youslappedmebecauseyoucouldnotforceyourselftodoubtit."
"That..."whisperedRearden,staringathim,"thatwasthethingIhadnorighttotellyou...norighttoclaimasmyexcuse..."
"Didn’tyousupposeI’dunderstandit?"
"Iwantedtofindyou...Ihadnorighttolookforyou...Andallthattime,youwere—"HepointedatFrancisco’sclothes,thenhishanddroppedhelplesslyandheclosedhiseyes.
"Iwasyourfurnaceforeman,"saidFrancisco,grinning."Ididn’tthinkyou’dmindthat.Youofferedmethejobyourself."
"You’vebeenhere,asmybodyguard,fortwomonths?"
"Yes."
"You’vebeenhere,eversince—"Hestopped.
"That’sright.OnthemorningofthedaywhenyouwerereadingmyfarewellmessageovertheroofsofNewYork,Iwasreportinghereformyfirstshiftasyourfurnaceforeman."
"Tellme,"saidReardenslowly,"thatnight,atJamesTaggart’swedding,whenyousaidthatyouwereafteryourgreatestconquest...youmeantme,didn’tyou?"
"Ofcourse