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Shehungup,glancedatherwatchandcalledthefloristoftheWayne-Falkland."ThisisMrs.HenryRearden,"shesaid."IshouldliketohavetwodozenrosesdeliveredtoMr.Rearden’sdrawingroomaboardtheComet...Yes,today,thisafternoon,whentheCometreachesChicago...No,withoutanycard—justtheflowers...
Thankyoueversomuch."
ShetelephonedJamesTaggart."Jim,willyousendmeapasstoyourpassengerplatforms?Iwanttomeetmyhusbandatthestationtomorrow."
ShehesitatedbetweenBalphEubankandBertramScudder,choseBalphEubank,telephonedhimandmadeadateforthisevening’sdinnerandamusicalshow.Thenshewenttotakeabath,andlayrelaxinginatubofwarmwater,readingamagazinedevotedtoproblemsofpoliticaleconomy.
Itwaslateafternoonwhenthefloristtelephonedher."OurChicagoofficesentwordthattheywereunabletodelivertheflowers,Mrs.
Rearden,"hesaid,"becauseMr.ReardenisnotaboardtheComet."
"Areyousure?"sheasked.
"Quitesure,Mrs.Rearden.OurmanfoundatthestationinChicagothattherewasnocompartmentonthetrainreservedinMr.Rearden’sname.WecheckedwiththeNewYorkofficeofTaggartTranscontinental,justtomakecertain,andweretoldthatMr.Rearden’snameisnotonthepassengerlistoftheComet."
"Isee...Thencanceltheorder,please...Thankyou.
