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She
was
struck
by
a
quality
of
anger
in
their
silence
—
an
anger
saying
that
she
was
supposed
to
spare
them
moments
such
as
this
—
and
,
with
a
feeling
of
cruelty
new
to
her
,
she
remained
silent
by
conscious
intention
.
She
noticed
that
Owen
Kellogg
,
too
,
was
waiting
;
but
he
was
not
watching
the
passengers
,
he
was
watching
her
face
.
When
he
became
certain
that
there
would
be
no
answer
from
the
crowd
,
he
said
quietly
,
"
I
’
ll
go
with
you
,
of
course
,
Miss
Taggart
.
"
"
Thank
you
.
"
"
What
about
us
?
"
snapped
the
nervous
woman
.
Dagny
turned
to
her
,
answering
in
the
formal
,
inflectionless
monotone
of
a
business
executive
,
"
There
have
been
no
cases
of
raider
gang
attacks
upon
frozen
trains
—
unfortunately
.
"
"
Just
where
are
we
?
"
asked
a
bulky
man
with
too
expensive
an
overcoat
and
too
flabby
a
face
;
his
voice
had
a
tone
intended
for
servants
by
a
man
unfit
to
employ
them
.
"
In
what
part
of
what
state
?
"
"
I
don
’
t
know
,
"
she
answered
.
"
How
long
will
we
be
kept
here
?
"
asked
another
,
in
the
tone
of
a
creditor
who
is
imposed
upon
by
a
debtor
.
"
I
don
’
t
know
.
"
"
When
will
we
get
to
San
Francisco
?
"
asked
a
third
,
in
the
manner
of
a
sheriff
addressing
a
suspect
.
