Атлант расправил плечи
Wyatt’s torch
It’stheeasiestofalldebtstorepudiate.Oh,you’dneverwelshonapaymentforaloadofironoredeliveredtoyou.Onlyonalife."
Shewasmovingcasuallyacrosstheroom,thegreen-yellowfoldsofherskirtcoilinginlongwavesabouther,"Iknowthatclaimsofthiskindareimpractical,"shesaid."Ihavenomortgageonyou,nocollateral,noguns,nochains.Ihavenoholdonyouatall,Henry—nothingbutyourhonor."
Hestoodlookingatherasifittookallofhisefforttokeephiseyesdirectedatherface,tokeepseeingher,toendurethesight."Whatdoyouwant?"heasked.
"Darling,therearesomanythingsyoucouldguessbyyourself,ifyoureallywishedtoknowwhatIwant.Forinstance,ifyouhavebeenavoidingmesoblatantlyformonths,wouldn’tIwanttoknowthereason?"
"Ihavebeenverybusy."
Sheshrugged."Awifeexpectstobethefirstconcernofherhusband’sexistence.Ididn’tknowthatwhenyousworetoforsakeallothers,itdidn’tincludeblastfurnaces."
Shecamecloserand,withanamusedsmilethatseemedtomockthemboth,sheslippedherarmsaroundhim.
Itwastheswift,instinctive,ferociousgestureofayoungbridegroomattheunrequestedcontactofawhore—thegesturewithwhichhetoreherarmsoffhisbodyandthrewheraside.
Hestood,paralyzed,shockedbythebrutalityofhisownreaction.
