Атлант расправил плечи
The Exploiters and the Exploited
Whathashegottooffer?"
"He’syourbrother,isn’the?"
"Whathasthatgottodowithit?"
Shestaredincredulously,inturn,silencedbyshock.Foramoment,theysatlookingateachother,asifacrossaninterplanetarydistance.
"He’syourbrother,"shesaid,hervoicelikeaphonographrecordrepeatingamagicformulashecouldnotpermitherselftodoubt."Heneedsapositionintheworld.Heneedsasalary,sothathe’dfeelthathe’sgotmoneycomingtohimashisdue,notasalms."
"Ashisdue?Buthewouldn’tbeworthanickeltome."
"Isthatwhatyouthinkoffirst?Yourprofit?I’maskingyoutohelpyourbrother,andyou’refiguringhowtomakeanickelonhim,andyouwon’thelphimunlessthere’smoneyinitforyou—isthatit?"
Shesawtheexpressionofhiseyes,andshelookedaway,butspokehastily,hervoicerising."Yes,sure,you’rehelpinghim—likeyou’dhelpanystraybeggar.Materialhelp—that’sallyouknoworunderstand.Haveyouthoughtabouthisspiritualneedsandwhathispositionisdoingtohisself-respect?Hedoesn’twanttolivelikeabeggar.Hewantstobeindependentofyou."
"Bymeansofgettingfrommeasalaryhecan’tearnforworkhecan’tdo?"
"You’dnevermissit.You’vegotenoughpeopleherewho’remakingmoneyforyou.
