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Their Brothers’ Keepers
"Giveup—allofyou,youandyourWashingtonfriendsandyourlootingplannersandthewholeofyourcannibalphilosophy.Giveupandgetoutofthewayandletthoseofuswhocan,startfromscratchoutoftheruins."
"No!"Theexplosioncame,oddly,now;itwasthescreamofamanwhowoulddieratherthanbetrayhisidea,anditcamefromamanwhohadspenthislifeevadingtheexistenceofideas,actingwiththeexpediencyofacriminal.Shewonderedwhethershehadeverunderstoodtheessenceofcriminals.Shewonderedaboutthenatureoftheloyaltytotheideaofdenyingideas.
"No!"hecried,hisvoicelower,hoarserandmorenormal,sinkingfromthetoneofazealottothetoneofanoverbearingexecutive.
"That’simpossible!That’soutofthequestion!"
"Whosaidso?"
"Nevermind!It’sso!Whydoyoualwaysthinkoftheimpractical?
Whydon’tyouacceptrealityasitisanddosomethingaboutit?
You’retherealist,you’rethedoer,themover,theproducer,theNatTaggart,you’rethepersonwho’sabletoachieveanygoalshechooses!
Youcouldsaveusnow,youcouldfindawaytomakethingswork—ifyouwantedto!"
Sheburstoutlaughing.
