Атлант расправил плечи

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           "Don’tyouseethatnootherendwaspossible?"

           "No."

           "Howmuchinjusticeareyouwillingtotake?"

           "AsmuchasI’mabletofight."

           "Whatwillyoudonow?Tomorrow?"

           Shesaidcalmly,lookingstraightathimwiththefaintlyproudlookofstressinghercalm,"Starttotearitup."

           "What?"

           "TheJohnGaltLine.Starttotearitupasgoodaswithmyownhands—withmyownmind,bymyowninstructions.Getitreadytobeclosed,thentearitupanduseitspiecestoreinforcethetranscontinentaltrack.There’salotofworktodo.Itwillkeepmebusy."Thecalmcrackedalittle,inthefaintestchangeofhervoice:"Youknow,I’mlookingforwardtoit.I’mgladthatI’llhavetodoitmyself.

           That’swhyNatTaggartworkedallthatnight—justtokeepgoing.It’snotsobadaslongasthere’ssomethingonecando.AndI’llknow,atleast,thatI’msavingthemainline."

           "Dagny,"heaskedveryquietly—andshewonderedwhatmadeherfeelthathelookedasifhispersonalfatehungonheranswer,"whatifitwerethemainlinethatyouhadtodismember?"

           Sheansweredirresistibly,"ThenI’dletthelastenginerunoverme!"—butadded,"No.That’sjustself-pity.Iwouldn’t."

           Hesaidgently,"Iknowyouwouldn’t.Butyou’dwishyoucould.