Атлант расправил плечи
The Moratorium on Brains
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"Whichiswhat?"
"Justice."
"Servedbybeingapirate?"
"ByworkingforthedaywhenIwon’thavetobeapirateanylonger."
"Whichdayisthat?"
"Thedaywhenyou’llbefreetomakeaprofitonReardenMetal."
"OhGod!"saidRearden,laughing,hisvoicedesperate."Isthatyourambition?"
Danneskjold’sfacedidnotchange."Itis."
"Doyouexpecttolivetoseethatday?"
"Yes.Don’tyou?"
"No."
"Thenwhatareyoulookingforwardto,Mr.Rearden?"
"Nothing."
"Whatareyouworkingfor?"
Reardenglancedathim."Whydoyouaskthat?"
"TomakeyouunderstandwhyI’mnot."
"Don’texpectmeevertoapproveofacriminal."
"Idon’texpectit.ButthereareafewthingsIwanttohelpyoutosee."
"Evenifthey’retrue,thethingsyousaid,whydidyouchoosetobeabandit?Whydidn’tyousimplystepout,like—"Hestopped.
"LikeEllisWyatt,Mr.Rearden?LikeAndrewStockton?LikeyourfriendKenDanagger?"
"Yes!"
"Wouldyouapproveofthat?"
"I—"Hestopped,shockedbyhisownwords.