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The Egoist
Wantabilliondollars—acool,neatbilliondollars?"
"WhichI’llhavetoproduce,foryoutogiveme?"
"No,Imeanstraightoutofthepublictreasury,infresh,newbills...or...oreveningold,ifyouprefer."
"Whatwillitbuyme?"
"Oh,look,whenthecountrygetsbackonitsfeet—"
"WhenIputitbackonitsfeet?"
"Well,ifwhatyouwantistorunthingsyourownway,ifit’spowerthatyou’reafter,I’llguaranteeyouthateveryman,womanandchildinthiscountrywillobeyyourordersanddowhateveryouwish."
"AfterIteachthemtodoit?"
"Ifyouwantanythingforyourowngang—forallthosemenwho’vedisappeared—jobs,positions,authority,taxexemptions,anyspecialfavoratall—justnameitandthey’llgetit."
"AfterIbringthemback?"
"Well,whatonearthdoyouwant?"
"WhatonearthdoIneedyoufor?"
"Huh?"
"WhathaveyougottooffermethatIcouldn’tgetwithoutyou?"
TherewasadifferentlookinMr.Thompson’seyeswhenhedrewback,asifcornered,yetlookedstraightatGaltforthefirsttimeandsaidslowly,"Withoutme,youcouldn’tgetoutofthisroom,rightnow."
Galtsmiled."True."
"Youwouldn’tbeabletoproduceanything.