Атлант расправил плечи
Wyatt’s torch
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Throughtheblindingwhiteglareofanger,Dagnywasseeingalongstripofconcretethathadbeenaroad,withweedsrisingfromitscracks,andthefigureofamancontortedbyahandplow.
"But,mygirl,IsaidthatIdonotremember...ButIdonotknowtheirnames,Idonotknowanynames,Idonotknowwhatsortofadventurersmyfathermayhavehadinthatlaboratory!...
Don’tyouhearme?...Iamnotaccustomedtobeingquestionedinsuchmannerand...Don’tkeeprepeatingit.Don’tyouknowanywordsbut‘engineer’?...Don’tyouhearmeatall?...What’sthematterwithyou?I—Idon’tlikeyourface,you’re...Leavemealone.Idon’tknowwhoyouare,I’veneverhurtyou,I’manoldwoman,don’tlookatmelikethat,I...Standback!Don’tcomenearmeorI’llcallforhelp!I’ll...Oh,yes,yes,Iknowthatone!
Thechiefengineer.Yes.Hewastheheadofthelaboratory.Yes.
WilliamHastings.Thatwashisname—WilliamHastings.Iremember.
HewentofftoBrandon,Wyoming.Hequitthedayafterweintroducedtheplan.Hewasthesecondmantoquitus...No.No,Idon’trememberwhowasthefirst.Hewasn’tanybodyimportant."
Thewomanwhoopenedthedoorhadgrayinghairandapoised,distinguishedlookofgrooming;ittookDagnyafewsecondstorealizethathergarmentwasonlyasimplecottonhousedress,"MayIseeMr.WilliamHastings?"askedDagny.