Атлант расправил плечи
The Utopia of Greed
"ThatiswhatIwanttodo—"sheanswered,andstoppedbeforesheutteredtherestoftheanswerinhermind:morethananythingelseintheworld.
Hewasstillsmiling,itwasasmileofamusement,butitwasasifamusementcouldbetransmutedintosomeshiningglory."Allright,MissTaggart,"hesaid,"I’llhireyou."
Sheinclinedherheadinadrylyformalacknowledgment."Thankyou."
"Iwillpayyoutendollarsamonth,inadditiontoyourroomandboard."
"Verywell."
"Ishallbethefirstmaninthisvalleytohireaservant."Hegotup,reachedintohispocketandthrewafive-dollargoldpiecedownonthetable."Asadvanceonyourwages,"hesaid.
Shewasstartledtodiscover,asherhandreachedforthegoldpiece,thatshefelttheeager,desperate,tremuloushopeofayounggirlonherfirstjob:thehopethatshewouldbeabletodeserveit.
"Yes,sir,"shesaid,hereyeslowered.
OwenKelloggarrivedontheafternoonofherthirddayinthevalley.
Shedidnotknowwhichshockedhimmost:thesightofherstandingontheedgeoftheairfieldashedescendedfromtheplane—thesightofherclothes:herdelicate,transparentblouse,tailoredbythemostexpensiveshopinNewYork,andthewide,cotton-printskirtshehadboughtinthevalleyforsixtycents—hercane,herbandagesorthebasketofgroceriesonherarm.
