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The Exploiters and the Exploited
Mowen’sface,attheeyeswhichshecouldnotcatch,shefeltasshehadfeltonceonalonelysectionoftrack,whenastormblewdownthetelephonewires:thatcommunicationswerecutandthatwordshadbecomesoundswhichtransmittednothing.
Itwasuselesstoargue,shethought,andtowonderaboutpeoplewhowouldneitherrefuteanargumentnoracceptit.Sittingrestlesslyinthetrain,onherwaybacktoNewYork,shetoldherselfthatMr.Mowendidnotmatter,thatnothingmatterednow,exceptfindingsomebodyelsetomanufacturetheswitches.Shewaswrestlingwithalistofnamesinhermind,wonderingwhowouldbeeasiesttoconvince,tobegortobribe.
Sheknew,themomentsheenteredtheanteroomofheroffice,thatsomethinghadhappened.Shesawtheunnaturalstillness,withthefacesofherstaffturnedtoherasifherentrancewerethemomenttheyhadallwaitedfor,hopedforanddreaded.
EddieWillersrosetohisfeetandstartedtowardthedoorofheroffice,asifknowingthatshewouldunderstandandfollow.Shehadseenhisface.Nomatterwhatitwas,shethought,shewishedithadnothurthimquitesobadly.
"TheStateScienceInstitute,"hesaidquietly,whentheywerealoneinheroffice,"hasissuedastatementwarningpeopleagainsttheuseofReardenMetal."Headded,"Itwasontheradio.It’sintheafternoonpapers."
"Whatdidtheysay?"
"Dagny,theydidn’tsayit!...
