Атлант расправил плечи
Wyatt’s torch
Buthelookedasifhehadfoundtheanswertosomespecialquestioninhismindandwasnotastonishedanylonger.
"Thenyouknowthatmyinterestisnotidle,"shesaid."I’minapositiontogivehimthechanceheneedsandI’mpreparedtopayanythingheasks."
"MayIaskwhathasarousedyourinterestinhim?"
"Hismotor."
"Howdidyouhappentoknowabouthismotor?"
"IfoundabrokenremnantofitintheruinsoftheTwentiethCenturyfactory.Notenoughtoreconstructitortolearnhowitworked,Butenoughtoknowthatitdidworkandthatit’saninventionwhichcansavemyrailroad,thecountryandtheeconomyofthewholeworld.
Don’taskmetotellyounowwhattrailI’vefollowed,tryingtotracethatmotorandtofinditsinventor.That’snotofanyimportance,evenmylifeandworkarenotofanyimportancetomerightnow,nothingisofanyimportance,exceptthatImustfindhim.Don’taskmehowIhappenedtocometoyou.You’retheendofthetrail.Tellmehisname."
Hehadlistenedwithoutmoving,lookingstraightather;theattentivenessofhiseyesseemedtotakeholdofeverywordandstoreitcarefullyaway,givinghernocluetohispurpose.Hedidnotmoveforalongtime.Thenhesaid,"Giveitup,MissTaggart.Youwon’tfindhim."
"Whatishisname?"
"Icantellyounothingabouthim.