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"
Well
,
I
wouldn
’
t
want
to
be
held
for
giving
the
orders
—
"
"
I
’
ll
give
the
orders
.
"
She
stepped
out
on
the
landing
of
the
iron
stairway
that
hung
on
the
side
of
the
tower
;
she
was
fighting
for
self
-
control
.
It
seemed
to
her
for
a
moment
as
if
she
,
too
,
were
a
precision
instrument
of
high
technology
,
left
without
electric
current
,
trying
to
run
a
transcontinental
railroad
by
means
of
her
two
hands
.
She
looked
out
at
the
great
,
silent
darkness
of
the
Taggart
underground
—
and
she
felt
a
stab
of
burning
humiliation
that
she
should
now
see
it
brought
down
to
the
level
where
human
lampposts
would
stand
in
its
tunnels
as
its
last
memorial
statues
.
She
could
barely
distinguish
the
faces
of
the
men
when
they
gathered
at
the
foot
of
the
tower
.
They
came
streaming
silently
through
the
darkness
and
stood
without
moving
in
the
bluish
murk
,
with
blue
bulbs
on
the
walls
behind
them
and
patches
of
light
falling
on
their
shoulders
from
the
tower
’
s
windows
.
She
could
see
the
greasy
garments
,
the
slack
,
muscular
bodies
,
the
limply
hanging
arms
of
men
drained
by
the
unrewarding
exhaustion
of
a
labor
that
required
no
thought
.
These
were
the
dregs
of
the
railroad
,
the
younger
men
who
could
now
seek
no
chance
to
rise
and
the
older
men
who
had
never
wanted
to
seek
it
.
They
stood
in
silence
,
not
with
the
apprehensive
curiosity
of
workmen
,
but
with
the
heavy
indifference
of
convicts
.
"
The
orders
which
you
are
about
to
receive
have
come
from
me
,
"
she
said
,
standing
above
them
on
the
iron
stairs
,
speaking
with
resonant
clarity
.
"
The
men
who
’
ll
issue
them
are
acting
under
my
instructions
.
The
interlocking
control
system
has
broken
down
.
It
will
now
be
replaced
by
human
labor
.
Train
service
will
be
resumed
at
once
.
"
She
noticed
some
faces
in
the
crowd
staring
at
her
with
a
peculiar
look
:
with
a
veiled
resentment
and
the
kind
of
insolent
curiosity
that
made
her
suddenly
conscious
of
being
a
woman
.
Then
she
remembered
what
she
wore
,
and
thought
that
it
did
look
preposterous
—
and
then
,
at
the
sudden
stab
of
some
violent
impulse
that
felt
like
defiance
and
like
loyalty
to
the
full
,
real
meaning
of
the
moment
,
she
threw
her
cape
back
and
stood
in
the
raw
glare
of
light
,
under
the
sooted
columns
,
like
a
figure
at
a
formal
reception
,
sternly
erect
,
flaunting
the
luxury
of
naked
arms
,
of
glowing
black
satin
,
of
a
diamond
flashing
like
a
military
cross
.
"
The
tower
director
will
assign
switchmen
to
their
posts
.
He
will
select
men
for
the
job
of
signaling
trains
by
means
of
lanterns
and
for
the
task
of
transmitting
his
orders
.
Trains
will
—
"
