Атлант расправил плечи
Wyatt’s torch
"Prettybad.They’regoingtoclosetheLennoxFoundrynextweek,soI’llhavetoclosesoon,too,andmoveon."Hisvoicewasclear,impersonallycordial.
"Whereto?"
"Ihaven’tdecided."
"Whatsortofthingdoyouhaveinmind?"
"Idon’tknow.I’mthinkingofopeningagarage,ifIcanfindtherightspotinsometown."
"Ohno!You’retoogoodatyourjobtochangeit.Youshouldn’twanttobeanythingbutacook."
Astrange,finesmilemovedthecurveofhismouth."No?"heaskedcourteously.
"No!HowwouldyoulikeajobinNewYork?"Helookedather,astonished."I’mserious.Icangiveyouajobonabigrailroad,inchargeofthedining-cardepartment."
"MayIaskwhyyoushouldwantto?"
Sheraisedthehamburgersandwichinitswhitepapernapkin.
"There’soneofthereasons."
"Thankyou.Whataretheothers?"
"Idon’tsupposeyou’velivedinabigcity,oryou’dknowhowmiserablydifficultitistofindanycompetentmenforanyjobwhatever."
"Iknowalittleaboutthat."
"Well?Howaboutit,then?WouldyoulikeajobinNewYorkattenthousanddollarsayear?"
"No."
Shehadbeencarriedawaybythejoyofdiscoveringandrewardingability.