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The Egoist
Heclosedhiseyes."OhGod,Dagny!"hewhispered.
Theywalkedoninsilence.
"He’sgonebynow,isn’the?"heasked."FromtheTaggartTerminal,Imean."
"Eddie,"shesaid,hervoicesuddenlygrim,"ifyouvaluehislife,don’teveraskthatquestion.Youdon’twantthemtofindhim,doyou?
Don’tgivethemanyleads.Don’teverbreatheawordtoanyoneabouthavingknownhim.Don’ttrytofindoutwhetherhe’sstillworkingintheTerminal."
"Youdon’tmeanthathe’sstillthere?"
"Idon’tknow.Iknowonlythathemightbe."
"Now?"
"Yes."
"Still?"
"Yes.Keepquietaboutit,ifyoudon’twanttodestroyhim."
"Ithinkhe’sgone.Hewon’tbeback.Ihaven’tseenhimsince...since..."
"Sincewhen?"sheaskedsharply.
"TheendofMay.ThenightwhenyouleftforUtah,remember?"Hepaused,asthememoryofthatnight’sencounterandthefullunderstandingofitsmeaningstruckhimtogether.Hesaidwitheffort,"Isawhimthatnight.Notsince...I’vewaitedforhim,inthecafeteria...Henevercameback."
"Idon’tthinkhe’llletyouseehimnow,he’llkeepoutofyourway.Butdon’tlookforhim.Don’tinquire."
"It’sfunny.