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Wyatt’s torch
AchunkofstonewithEgyptianhieroglyphslayonapedestalinacorneroftheoffice—thestatueofaHindugoddesswithsixspiderarmsstoodinaniche—andahugegraphofbewilderingmathematicaldetail,likethesaleschartofamail-orderhouse,hungonthewall.
"Therefore,ifyou’rethinkingofyourrailroad,MissTaggart—as,ofcourse,youare,inviewofcertainpossibledevelopments—Imustpointouttoyouthatalthoughthewelfareofthecountryismyfirstconsideration,towhichIwouldnothesitatetosacrificeanyone’sprofits,still,Ihaveneverclosedmyearstoapleaformercyand—"
Shelookedathimandunderstoodwhatitwasthathewantedfromher,whatsortofmotivekepthimgoing.
"Idon’twishtodiscussmyrailroad,"shesaid,fightingtokeephervoicemonotonouslyflat,whileshewantedtoscreaminrevulsion."Anythingyouhavetosayonthesubject,youwillpleasesayittomybrother,Mr.JamesTaggart."
"I’dthinkthatatatimelikethisyouwouldn’twanttopassuparareopportunitytopleadyourcasebefore—"
"Haveyoupreservedanyrecordspertainingtothemotorfactory?"
Shesatstraight,herhandsclaspedtighttogether.
"Whatrecords?IbelieveItoldyouthatIlosteverythingIownedwhenthebankcollapsed."Hisbodyhadgoneslackoncemore,hisinteresthadvanished."ButIdonotmindit.WhatIlostwasmerematerialwealth.