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I
’
m
not
afraid
,
that
way
.
Not
of
going
home
.
"
"
Didn
’
t
something
happen
there
tonight
?
"
"
No
.
.
.
not
really
.
.
.
nothing
worse
than
usual
.
It
was
just
that
I
began
to
see
things
a
little
more
clearly
,
that
was
all
.
.
.
I
’
m
all
right
.
I
have
to
think
,
think
harder
than
I
ever
did
before
.
.
.
and
then
I
’
ll
decide
what
I
must
do
.
May
I
—
"
She
hesitated
.
"
Yes
?
"
"
May
I
come
back
to
talk
to
you
again
?
"
"
Of
course
.
"
"
Thank
you
,
I
.
.
.
I
’
m
very
grateful
to
you
.
"
"
Will
you
promise
me
that
you
’
ll
come
back
?
"
"
I
promise
.
"
Dagny
saw
her
walking
off
down
the
hall
toward
the
elevator
,
saw
the
slump
of
her
shoulders
,
then
the
effort
that
lifted
them
,
saw
the
slender
figure
that
seemed
to
sway
then
marshal
all
of
its
strength
to
remain
erect
.
She
looked
like
a
plant
with
a
broken
stem
,
still
held
together
by
a
single
fiber
,
struggling
to
heal
the
breach
,
which
one
more
gust
of
wind
would
finish
.
