He put his hand in his pocket. When he touched it, the reality of the bracelet swept out everything else; he felt as he had felt when the liquid metal had poured through the space before him. I brought you a present, Lillian. He did not know that he stood straight and that the gesture of his arm was that of a returning crusader offering his trophy to his love, when he dropped a small chain of metal into her lap. Lillian Rearden picked it up, hooked on the tips of two straight fingers, and raised it to the light. The links were heavy, crudely made, the shining metal had an odd tinge, it was greenish-blue.Whats that? she asked. The first thing made from the first heat of the first order of Rearden Metal. You mean, she said, its fully as valuable as a piece of railroad rails?
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