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"
You
’
ve
taken
some
terrible
beatings
.
.
.
maybe
worse
than
I
did
.
.
.
worse
than
any
of
us
.
.
.
What
held
you
through
it
?
"
"
The
knowledge
that
my
life
is
the
highest
of
values
,
too
high
to
give
up
without
a
fight
.
"
She
saw
a
look
of
astonishment
,
of
incredulous
recognition
on
Cherryl
’
s
face
,
as
if
the
girl
were
struggling
to
recapture
some
sensation
across
a
span
of
years
.
"
Dagny
"
—
her
voice
was
a
whisper
—
"
that
’
s
.
.
.
that
’
s
what
I
felt
when
I
was
a
child
.
.
.
that
’
s
what
I
seem
to
remember
most
about
myself
.
.
.
that
kind
of
feeling
.
.
.
and
I
never
lost
it
,
it
’
s
there
,
it
’
s
always
been
there
,
but
as
I
grew
up
,
I
thought
it
was
something
that
I
must
hide
.
.
.
I
never
had
any
name
for
it
,
but
just
now
,
when
you
said
it
,
it
struck
me
that
that
’
s
what
it
was
.
.
.
Dagny
,
to
feel
that
way
about
your
own
life
—
is
that
good
?
"
"
Cherryl
,
listen
to
me
carefully
:
that
feeling
—
with
everything
which
it
requires
and
implies
—
is
the
highest
,
noblest
and
only
good
on
earth
.
"
"
The
reason
I
ask
is
because
I
.
.
.
I
wouldn
’
t
have
dared
to
think
that
.
Somehow
,
people
always
made
me
feel
as
if
they
thought
it
was
a
sin
.
.
.
as
if
that
were
the
thing
in
me
which
they
resented
and
.
.
.
and
wanted
to
destroy
.
"
"
It
’
s
true
.
Some
people
do
want
to
destroy
it
.
And
when
you
learn
to
understand
their
motive
,
you
’
ll
know
the
darkest
,
ugliest
and
only
evil
in
the
world
,
but
you
’
ll
be
safely
out
of
its
reach
.
"
Cherryl
’
s
smile
was
like
a
feeble
flicker
struggling
to
retain
its
hold
upon
a
few
drops
of
fuel
,
to
catch
them
,
to
flare
up
.
"
It
’
s
the
first
time
in
months
,
"
she
whispered
,
"
that
I
’
ve
felt
as
if
.
.
.
as
if
there
’
s
still
a
chance
.
"
She
saw
Dagny
’
s
eyes
watching
her
with
attentive
concern
,
and
she
added
,
"
I
’
ll
be
all
right
.
.
.
Let
me
get
used
to
it
—
to
you
,
to
all
the
things
you
said
.
I
think
I
’
ll
come
to
believe
it
.
.
.
to
believe
that
it
’
s
real
.
.
.
and
that
Jim
doesn
’
t
matter
.
"
She
rose
to
her
feet
,
as
if
trying
to
retain
the
moment
of
assurance
.
Prompted
by
a
sudden
,
causeless
certainty
,
Dagny
said
sharply
,
"
Cherryl
,
I
don
’
t
want
you
to
go
home
tonight
.
"
"
Oh
no
!
I
’
m
all
right
.
