Атлант расправил плечи
Wyatt’s torch
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"Whowasthegeneralmanagerofthefactory?"
"AveryablefellowbythenameofRoyCunningham.Hediedlastyearinanautoaccident.Drunkdriving,theysaid."
"Canyougivemethenamesandaddressesofanyofyourassociates?Anyoneyouremember?"
"Idon’tknowwhat’sbecomeofthem.Iwasn’tinamoodtokeeptrackofthat."
"Haveyoupreservedanyofthefactoryrecords?"
"Icertainlyhave."
Shesatupeagerly."Wouldyouletmeseethem?"
"Youbet!"
Heseemedeagertocomply;heroseatonceandhurriedoutoftheroom.Whatheputdownbeforeher,whenhereturned,wasathickalbumofclippings:itcontainedhisnewspaperinterviewsandhispressagent’sreleases.
"Iwasoneofthebigindustrialists,too,"hesaidproudly."Iwasanationalfigure,asyoucansee.Mylifewillmakeabookofdeep,humansignificance.I’dhavewrittenitlongago,ifIhadthepropertoolsofproduction."Hebangedangrilyuponhistypewriter."Ican’tworkonthisdamnthing.Itskipsspaces.HowcanIgetanyinspirationandwriteabestsellerwithatypewriterthatskipsspaces?"
"Thankyou,Mr.Hunsacker,"shesaid."Ibelievethisisallyoucantellme."Sherose.