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"
No
one
can
match
you
in
popularity
,
Lillian
,
"
he
answered
,
smiling
thinly
,
"
nor
ever
lose
sight
of
you
.
"
"
Me
?
Oh
,
but
I
am
quite
resigned
to
taking
second
place
in
the
shadow
of
my
husband
.
I
am
humbly
aware
that
the
wife
of
a
great
man
has
to
be
contented
with
reflected
glory
—
don
’
t
you
think
so
,
Miss
Taggart
?
"
"
No
,
"
said
Dagny
,
"
I
don
’
t
.
"
"
Is
this
a
compliment
or
a
reproach
,
Miss
Taggart
?
But
do
forgive
me
if
I
confess
I
’
m
helpless
.
Whom
may
I
present
to
you
?
I
’
m
afraid
I
have
nothing
but
writers
and
artists
to
offer
,
and
they
wouldn
’
t
interest
you
,
I
’
m
sure
.
"
"
I
’
d
like
to
find
Hank
and
say
hello
to
him
.
"
"
But
of
course
.
James
,
do
you
remember
you
said
you
wanted
to
meet
Balph
Eubank
?
—
oh
yes
,
he
’
s
here
—
I
’
ll
tell
him
that
I
heard
you
rave
about
his
last
novel
at
Mrs
.
Whitcomb
’
s
dinner
!
"
Walking
across
the
room
,
Dagny
wondered
why
she
had
said
that
she
wanted
to
find
Hank
Rearden
,
what
had
prevented
her
from
admitting
that
she
had
seen
him
the
moment
she
entered
.
Rearden
stood
at
the
other
end
of
the
long
room
,
looking
at
her
.
He
watched
her
as
she
approached
,
but
he
did
not
step
forward
to
meet
her
.
"
Hello
,
Hank
.
"
