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By our love
Itisnotexpectedthatanysurvivorswillbefound—anditisnotbelievedthattheTaggartTunnelcaneverberebuilt."
Shestoodstill.Shelookedasifshewereseeing,nottheroomaroundher,butthesceneinColorado.Hersuddenmovementhadtheabruptnessofaconvulsion.Withthesingle-trackedrationalityofasomnambulist,shewhirledtofindherhandbag,asifitweretheonlyobjectinexistence,sheseizedit,shewhirledtothedoorandran.
"Dagny!"hescreamed."Don’tgoback!"
ThescreamhadnomorepowertoreachherthanifhewerecallingtoheracrossthemilesbetweenhimandthemountainsofColorado.
Heranafterher,hecaughther,seizingherbybothelbows,andhecried,"Don’tgoback!Dagny!Inthenameofanythingsacredtoyou,don’tgoback!"
Shelookedasifshedidnotknowwhohewas.Inacontestofphysicalstrength,hecouldhavebrokenthebonesofherarmswithouteffort.
Butwiththeforceofalivingcreaturefightingforlife,shetoreherselfloosesoviolentlythatshethrewhimoffbalanceforamoment.Whenheregainedhisfooting,shewasrunningdownthehill—runningashehadrunatthesoundofthealarmsireninRearden’smills—runningtohercarontheroadbelow.
Hisletterofresignationlayonthedeskbeforehim—andJamesTaggartsatstaringatit,hunchedbyhatred.
