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After
a
moment
,
he
asked
,
"
Dagny
,
what
became
of
Quentin
Daniels
?
You
were
flying
after
him
,
weren
’
t
you
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
she
said
.
"
He
’
s
gone
.
"
"
To
the
destroyer
?
"
The
word
hit
her
like
a
physical
blow
.
It
was
the
first
touch
of
the
outer
world
upon
that
radiant
presence
which
she
had
kept
within
her
all
day
,
as
a
silent
,
changeless
vision
,
a
private
vision
,
not
to
be
affected
by
any
of
the
things
around
her
,
not
to
be
thought
about
,
only
to
be
felt
as
the
source
of
her
strength
.
The
destroyer
,
she
realized
,
was
the
name
of
that
vision
,
here
,
in
their
world
.
"
Yes
,
"
she
said
dully
,
with
effort
,
"
to
the
destroyer
.
"
Then
she
closed
her
hands
over
the
edge
of
the
desk
,
to
steady
her
purpose
and
her
posture
,
and
said
,
with
the
bitter
hint
of
a
smile
,
"
Well
,
Eddie
,
let
’
s
see
what
two
impractical
persons
,
like
you
and
me
,
can
do
about
preventing
the
tram
wrecks
.
"
It
was
two
hours
later
—
when
she
was
alone
at
her
desk
,
bent
over
sheets
of
paper
that
bore
nothing
but
figures
,
yet
were
like
a
motion
picture
film
unrolling
to
tell
her
the
whole
story
of
the
railroad
in
the
past
four
weeks
—
that
the
buzzer
rang
and
her
secretary
’
s
voice
said
,
"
Mrs
.
Rearden
to
see
you
,
Miss
Taggart
.
"
"
Mr
.
Rearden
?
"
she
asked
incredulously
,
unable
to
believe
either
.
