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The Exploiters and the Exploited
"Butstill!Dr.StadleristheheadofthatInstitute.HeistheInstitute.Hemusthaveknownaboutit.Hepermittedit.Ifit’sdone,it’sdoneinhisname...Dr.RobertStadler...Doyouremember...whenwewereincollege...howweusedtotalkaboutthegreatnamesintheworld...themenofpureintellect...andwealwayschosehisnameasoneofthem,and—"Hestopped."I’msorry,Dagny.Iknowit’snousesayinganything.Only—"
Shesat,herhandpressedtothebrownenvelope.
"Dagny,"heasked,hisvoicelow,"whatishappeningtopeople?
Whydidthatstatementsucceed?It’ssuchanobvioussmear-job,soobviousandsorotten.You’dthinkadecentpersonwouldthrowitinthegutter.Howcould"—hisvoicewasbreakingingentle,desperate,rebelliousanger—"howcouldtheyacceptit?Didn’ttheyreadit?
Didn’ttheysee?Don’ttheythink?Dagny!Whatisitinpeoplethatletsthemdothis—andhowcanwelivewithit?"
"Quiet,Eddie,"shesaid,"quiet.Don’tbeafraid."
ThebuildingoftheStateScienceInstitutestoodoverariverofNewHampshire,onalonelyhillside,halfwaybetweentheriverandthesky.Fromadistance,itlookedlikeasolitarymonumentinavirginforest.Thetreeswerecarefullyplanted,theroadswerelaidoutasapark,therooftopsofasmalltowncouldbeseeninavalleysomemilesaway.
