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    The document describes a conversation between Roark and a woman at a construction site where Roark is overseeing a building project. The woman expresses her desire to live with Roark and give up her money to live simply, keeping house for him and having him give up architecture. Roark listens attentively but does not respond or agree to her proposal. The document provides context about Roark's role at the construction site and his competent interactions with the workers.

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    <Html><Body> <Title> the god father </Title> <p> page 465 </p>

    <p> Theres a clothes closet, then a chest of drawers, the bed<br> in the corner by the window, a large table at the other<br> side-<br></p> <p> By the wall? <br></p> <p> No, I put it across the corner, to the window-I work<br> there. Then theres a straight chair, an armchair with a bridge<br> lamp and a magazine rack I never use. I think thats all. <br></p> <p> No rugs? Or curtains? <br></p> <p> I think theres something at the window and some kind of<br> rug. The floor is nicely polished, its beautiful old wood. <br></p> <p>I want to think of your room tonight-on the train. <br></p> <p> He sat looking across the street. She said: <br></p> <p> Roark, let me stay with you tonight. <br></p> <p> No. <br></p> <p> She let her glance follow his to the grinding machinery be-<br> low. After a while she asked: <br></p. <p> How did you get this store to design? <br></p> <p> The owner saw my buildings in New York and liked them. <br></p> <p> A man in overalls stepped out of the excavation pit, peered<br> into the darkness at them and called: Is that you up there, <br> boss? <br></p> <p> Yes, Roark called back. <br></p> <p> Come here a minute, will you? <br></p> <p> Roark walked to him across the street. She could not hear<br> their conversation, but she hear Roark saying gaily: Thats<br> easy, and then they both walked down the planks to the bot-<br>tom. The man stood talking, pointing up, explaining. Roark<br> threw his head back, to glance up at the rising steel frame; <br> the light was full on his face, and she saw his look of concen-<br> tratoin, not a smile, but an expression that gave her a joyous<br> feeling of competence, of disciplined reason in action. He bent, <br> picked up a piece of board, took a pencil from his pocket. he<br> stood with one foot on a pile of planks, the board propped on<br> his knee, and drew rapidly, explaining something to the man<br> who nodded, pleased. She could not hear the words, but she felt<br> the quality of Roarks relation to that man, to all the other men<br> In that pit, an odd sense of loyalty and of brotherhood, but not<br> the kind she had ever heard named by these words. He finished, <br> handed the board to the man, and they both laughed at some-<br> thing. Then he came back and sat down on the steps beside her. <br></p>

    <p> Roark, she said, I want to remain here with you for all <br> the years we might have. <br></p> <p> He looked at her, attentively, waiting. <br></p> <p> I want to live here. Her voice had the sound of pressure<br> against a dam. I want to live as you live. Not to touch my<br> money-Ill give it awy, to anyone, to Stave Mallory, if you<br> wish, or to one of Tooheys organizations, it doesnt matter. <br> well take a house here-like one of these-and Ill keep it for<br> you-dont laugh, I can-Ill cook, Ill wash your clothes, Ill<br> scrub the floor. And youll give up architecture. <br></p> </Body> <ebd>

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