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The Climax of the d’Anconias
Taggartdidnotapproveofextremes;shehadbeenpreparedtocontendwithanextremeoftheoppositekind,ifnecessary;shefoundherselfthinkingthatthiswasworse.Shefeltembarrassedwhenshehadtoadmitthatherdaughter,atseventeen,didnothaveasingleadmirer.
"DagnyandFranciscod‘Anconia?"shesaid,smilingruefully,inanswertothecuriosityofherfriends."Ohno,it’snotaromance.It’saninternationalindustrialcartelofsomekind.That’salltheyseemtocareabout."
Mrs.TaggartheardJamessayoneevening,inthepresenceofguests,apeculiartoneofsatisfactioninhisvoice,"Dagny,eventhoughyouwerenamedafterher,youreallylookmorelikeNatTaggartthanlikethatfirstDagnyTaggart,thefamousbeautywhowashiswife."Mrs.Taggartdidnotknowwhichoffendedhermost:thatJamessaiditorthatDagnyacceptedithappilyasacompliment.
Shewouldneverhaveachance,thoughtMrs.Taggart,toformsomeconceptionofherowndaughter.Dagnywasonlyafigurehurryinginandoutoftheapartment,aslimfigureinaleatherjacket,witharaisedcollar,ashortskirtandlongshow-girllegs.Shewalked,cuttingacrossaroom,withamasculine,straight-lineabruptness,butshehadapeculiargraceofmotionthatwasswift,tenseandoddly,challenginglyfeminine.
Attimes,catchingaglimpseofDagny’sface,Mrs.