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A
businessman
whom
they
knew
had
approached
,
smiling
at
her
in
delighted
astonishment
.
The
three
of
them
had
often
held
emergency
conferences
about
freight
rates
and
steel
deliveries
.
Now
he
looked
at
her
,
his
face
an
open
comment
on
the
change
in
her
appearance
,
the
change
,
she
thought
,
which
Rearden
had
not
noticed
.
She
laughed
,
answering
the
man
’
s
greeting
,
giving
herself
no
time
to
recognize
the
unexpected
stab
of
disappointment
,
the
unadmitted
thought
that
she
wished
she
had
seen
this
look
on
Rearden
’
s
face
,
instead
.
She
exchanged
a
few
sentences
with
the
man
.
When
she
glanced
around
,
Rearden
was
gone
.
"
So
that
is
your
famous
sister
?
"
said
Balph
Eubank
to
James
Taggart
,
looking
at
Dagny
across
the
room
.
"
I
was
not
aware
that
my
sister
was
famous
,
"
said
Taggart
,
a
faint
bite
in
his
voice
.
"
But
,
my
good
man
,
she
’
s
an
unusual
phenomenon
in
the
field
of
economics
,
so
you
must
expect
people
to
talk
about
her
.
Your
sister
is
a
symptom
of
the
illness
of
our
century
.
A
decadent
product
of
the
machine
age
.
Machines
have
destroyed
man
’
s
humanity
,
taken
him
away
from
the
soil
,
robbed
him
of
his
natural
arts
,
killed
his
soul
and
turned
him
into
an
insensitive
robot
.
There
’
s
an
example
of
it
—
a
woman
who
runs
a
railroad
,
instead
of
practicing
the
beautiful
craft
of
the
hand
-
loom
and
bearing
children
.
"
Rearden
moved
among
the
guests
,
trying
not
to
be
trapped
into
conversation
.
He
looked
at
the
room
;
he
saw
no
one
he
wished
to
approach
.
"
Say
,
Hank
Rearden
,
you
’
re
not
such
a
bad
fellow
at
all
when
seen
close
up
in
the
lion
’
s
own
den
.
You
ought
to
give
us
a
press
conference
once
in
a
while
,
you
’
d
win
us
over
.
"
Rearden
turned
and
looked
at
the
speaker
incredulously
.
It
was
a
young
newspaperman
of
the
seedier
sort
,
who
worked
on
a
radical
tabloid
.
The
offensive
familiarity
of
his
manner
seemed
to
imply
that
he
chose
to
be
rude
to
Rearden
because
he
knew
that
Rearden
should
never
have
permitted
himself
to
associate
with
a
man
of
his
kind
.
Rearden
would
not
have
allowed
him
inside
the
mills
;
but
the
man
was
Lillian
’
s
guest
;
he
controlled
himself
;
he
asked
dryly
,
"
What
do
you
want
?
"
"
You
’
re
not
so
bad
.
You
’
ve
got
talent
.
Technological
talent
.
But
,
of
course
,
I
don
’
t
agree
with
you
about
Rearden
Metal
.
"
