Атлант расправил плечи
The Utopia of Greed
You’llbeallowedtoattendtheconcerts,theplaysoranyformofpresentationforyourownenjoyment,butnotmylecturesoranyothersaleofideaswhichyoumightcarryoutofthisvalley.Besides,mycustomers,orstudents,areonlythosewhohaveapracticalpurposeintakingmycourse:DwightSanders,LawrenceHammond,DickMcNamara,OwenKellogg,afewothers.I’veaddedonebeginnerthisyear:QuentinDaniels."
"Really?"shesaid,almostwithatouchofjealousy."Howcanheaffordanythingthatexpensive?"
"Oncredit.I’vegivenhimatime-paymentplan.He’sworthit."
"Wheredoyoulecture?"
"Inthehangar,onDwightSanders’farm."
"Andwheredoyouworkduringtheyear?"
"Inmylaboratory."
Sheaskedcautiously,"Whereisyourlaboratory?Here,inthevalley?"
Heheldhereyesforamoment,lettingherseethathisglancewasamusedandthatheknewherpurpose,thenanswered,"No."
"You’velivedintheoutsideworldforallofthesetwelveyears?"
"Yes."
"Doyou"—thethoughtseemedunbearable—"doyouholdsomesuchjobastheothers?"
"Ohyes."Theamusementinhiseyesseemedstressedbysomespecialmeaning.
"Don’ttellmethatyou’reasecondassistantbookkeeper!"
"No,I’mnot.
