Атлант расправил плечи
The Climax of the d’Anconias
"Iamthinkingofyourname,"shesaid,whileanotherpartofhermindwascryingtoherthatreproacheswereuseless."Itwasatraditionofyourfamilythatad‘Anconiaalwaysleftafortunegreaterthantheonehereceived."
"Ohyes,myancestorshadaremarkableabilityfordoingtherightthingattherighttime—andformakingtherightinvestments.Ofcourse,‘investment’isarelativeterm.Itdependsonwhatyouwishtoaccomplish.Forinstance,lookatSanSebastián.Itcostmefifteenmilliondollars,butthesefifteenmillionwipedoutfortymillionbelongingtoTaggartTranscontinental,thirty-fivemillionbelongingtostockholderssuchasJamesTaggartandOrrenBoyle,andhundredsofmillionswhichwillbelostinsecondaryconsequences.That’snotabadreturnonaninvestment,isit,Dagny?"
Shewassittingstraight."Doyourealizewhatyou’resaying?"
"Oh,fully!ShallIbeatyoutoitandnametheconsequencesyouweregoingtoreproachmefor?First,Idon’tthinkthatTaggartTranscontinentalwillrecoverfromitslossonthatpreposterousSanSebastiánLine.Youthinkitwill,butitwon’t.Second,theSanSebastiánhelpedyourbrotherJamestodestroythePhoenix-Durango,whichwasabouttheonlygoodrailroadleftanywhere."
"Yourealizeallthat?"
"Andagreatdealmore."
"Doyou"—shedidnotknowwhyshehadtosayit,exceptthatthememoryofthefacewiththedark,violenteyesseemedtostareather—"doyouknowEllisWyatt?"
"Sure."