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The Aristocracy of pull
Itis,Ithink,thesecretofwhylessermortalscanneverhopetoequalyoursuccessinthefieldofbusiness.Theyallowtheirattentiontobedivided—atleasttotheextentofacknowledgingachievementsinotherfields."
"Whatachievementsarewetalkingabout?"
"Don’tyougrantanyrecognitionatalltothewomenwhoattainunusualheightsofconquest,notintheindustrial,butinthehumanrealm?"
"Idon’tthinkthatthereissuchawordas‘conquest’—inthehumanrealm."
"Oh,butconsider,forinstance,howhardotherwomenwouldhavehadtowork—ifworkweretheonlymeansavailabletothem—toachievewhatthisgirlhasachievedthroughthepersonofyourbrother."
"Idon’tthinksheknowstheexactnatureofwhatshehasachieved."
Reardensawthemtogether.Heapproached.Hefeltthathehadtohearit,nomatterwhattheconsequences.Hestoppedsilentlybesidethem.HedidnotknowwhetherLillianwasawareofhispresence;heknewthatDagnywas.
"Doshowalittlegenerositytowardher,MissTaggart,"saidLillian."Atleast,thegenerosityofattention.Youmustnotdespisethewomenwhodonotpossessyourbrillianttalent,butwhoexercisetheirownparticularendowments.Naturealwaysbalanceshergiftsandofferscompensations—don’tyouthinkso?"
"I’mnotsureIunderstandyou.
