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"
Keep
your
mouth
shut
and
get
out
of
here
.
"
"
But
I
meant
—
"
He
stopped
.
Rearden
chuckled
.
"
You
meant
that
it
’
s
I
who
should
keep
my
mouth
shut
,
because
I
hold
the
upper
hand
,
and
should
give
in
to
you
,
because
you
hold
no
hand
at
all
?
"
"
That
’
s
a
peculiarly
crude
way
of
stating
a
moral
principle
.
"
"
But
that
’
s
what
your
moral
principle
amounts
to
,
doesn
’
t
it
?
"
"
You
can
’
t
discuss
morality
in
materialistic
terms
.
"
"
We
’
re
discussing
a
job
in
a
steel
plant
—
and
,
boy
!
is
that
a
materialistic
place
!
"
Philip
’
s
body
drew
a
shade
tighter
together
and
his
eyes
became
a
shade
more
glazed
,
as
if
in
fear
of
the
place
around
him
,
in
resentment
of
its
sight
,
in
an
effort
not
to
concede
its
reality
.
He
said
,
in
the
soft
,
stubborn
whine
of
a
voodoo
incantation
,
"
It
’
s
a
moral
imperative
,
universally
conceded
in
our
day
and
age
,
that
every
man
is
entitled
to
a
job
.
"
His
voice
rose
:
"
I
’
m
entitled
to
it
!
"
"
You
are
?
Go
on
,
then
,
collect
your
claim
.
"
