Атлант расправил плечи
By our love
Hethoughtthatshehadbecomeimpervioustoanything.Butsuddenly—whilepacingtheoffice,dictatingtohimalistoftrack-layingmaterialsandwheretoobtainthemillegally—shestoppedandlookeddownatthemagazinesonthecoffeetable.Theirheadlinessaid:"TheNewSocialConscience,""OurDutytotheUnderprivileged,""NeedversusGreed."Withasinglemovementofherarm,theabrupt,explosivemovementofsheerphysicalbrutality,suchashehadneverseenfromherbefore,shesweptthemagazinesoffthetableandwenton,hervoicerecitingalistoffigureswithoutabreak,asiftherewerenoconnectionbetweenhermindandtheviolenceofherbody.
Lateintheafternoon,findingamomentaloneinheroffice,shetelephonedHankRearden.
Shegavehernametohissecretary—andsheheard,inthewayhesaidit,thehastewithwhichhehadseizedthereceiver:"Dagny?"
"Hello,Hank.I’mback."
"Where?"
"Inmyoffice."
Sheheardthethingshedidnotsay,inthemoment’ssilenceonthewire,thenhesaid,"IsupposeI’dbetterstartbribingpeopleatoncetogettheoretostartpouringrailforyou."
"Yes.Asmuchofitasyoucan.Itdoesn’thavetobeReardenMetal
