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The Egoist
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Galtresumedhispacing."Theworldiscollapsing,"saidTaggart,hiseyesfollowingGaltirresistibly."Peopleareperishing—andit’syouwhocouldsavethem!Doesitmatterwho’srightorwrong?Youshouldjoinus,evenifyouthinkwe’rewrong,youshouldsacrificeyourmindtosavethem!"
"BywhatmeanswillIthensavethem?"
"Whodoyouthinkyouare?"criedTaggart.
Galtstopped."Youknowit."
"You’reanegoist!"
"Iam."
"Doyourealizewhatsortofegoistyouare?"
"Doyou?"askedGalt,lookingstraightathim.
ItwastheslowwithdrawalofTaggart’sbodyintothedepthofhisarmchair,whilehiseyeswereholdingGalt’s,thatmadeMr.Thompsonunaccountablyafraidofthenextmoment.
"Say,"Mr.Thompsoninterruptedinabrightlycasualvoice,"whatsortofcigaretteareyousmoking?"
Galtturnedtohimandsmiled."Idon’tknow."
"Wheredidyougetit?"
"Oneofyourguardsbroughtmeapackageofthem.Hesaidsomemanaskedhimtogiveittomeasapresent...Don’tworry,"headded,"yourboyshaveputitthrougheverykindoftest.Therewerenohiddenmessages.Itwasjustapresentfromananonymousadmirer."
ThecigarettebetweenGalt’sfingersborethesignofthedollar.