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The John Galt line
Assheentered,theytooktheirhatsoffinsuddensilence.Shesawthegrayingheads,themuscularshoulders,shesawthesmilingfacesofherstaffattheirdesksandthefaceofEddieWillersattheendoftheroom.Everybodyknewthatnothinghadtobesaid.
Eddiestoodbytheopendoorofheroffice.Thecrowdpartedtoletherapproachhim.Hemovedhishand,pointingattheroom,thenatapileoflettersandtelegrams.
"Dagny,everyoneofthem,"hesaid."EveryengineeronTaggartTranscontinental.Thosewhocould,camehere,somefromasfarastheChicagoDivision."Hepointedatthemail."There’stherestofthem.
Tobeexact,there’sonlythreeIhaven’theardfrom:one’sonavacationinthenorthwoods,one’sinahospital,andone’sinjailforrecklessdriving—ofhisautomobile."
Shelookedatthemen.Shesawthesuppressedgrinsonthesolemnfaces.Sheinclinedherhead,inacknowledgment.Shestoodforamoment,headbowed,asifshewereacceptingaverdict,knowingthattheverdictappliedtoher,toeverymanintheroomandtotheworldbeyondthewallsofthebuilding.
"Thankyou,"shesaid.
Mostofthemenhadseenhermanytimes.Lookingather,assheraisedherhead,manyofthemthought—inastonishmentandforthefirsttime—thatthefaceoftheirOperatingVice-Presidentwasthefaceofawomanandthatitwasbeautiful.