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The Climax of the d’Anconias
Hehadcontinuedplayingwithhismarbles,absently,indifferently,takingashotonceinawhile.Shenoticedsuddenlythefaultlessaccuracyofhisaim,theskillofhishands.Hemerelyflickedhiswristandsentadropofstoneshootingacrossthecarpettoclicksharplyagainstanotherdrop.Shethoughtofhischildhoodandofthepredictionsthatanythinghedidwouldbedonesuperlatively.
"No,"hesaid,"Idon’tfinditamusing.YourbrotherJamesandhisfriendsknewnothingaboutthecopper-miningindustry.Theyknewnothingaboutmakingmoney.Theydidnotthinkitnecessarytolearn.Theyconsideredknowledgesuperfluousandjudgmentinessential.TheyobservedthatthereIwasintheworldandthatImadeitmyhonortoknow.Theythoughttheycouldtrustmyhonor.Onedoesnotbetrayatrustofthiskind,doesone?"
"Thenyoudidbetrayitintentionally?"
"That’sforyoutodecide.Itwasyouwhospokeabouttheirtrustandmyhonor.Idon’tthinkinsuchtermsanylonger...."Heshrugged,adding,"Idon’tgiveadamnaboutyourbrotherJamesandhisfriends.Theirtheorywasnotnew,ithasworkedforcenturies.Butitwasn’tfoolproof.Thereisjustonepointthattheyoverlooked.Theythoughtitwassafetorideonmybrain,becausetheyassumedthatthegoalofmyjourneywaswealth.AlltheircalculationsrestedonthepremisethatIwantedtomakemoney.WhatifIdidn’t?"
"Ifyoudidn‘t,whatdidyouwant?"
"Theyneveraskedmethat.