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"
I
don
’
t
know
.
.
.
I
’
ve
always
expected
parties
to
be
exciting
and
brilliant
,
like
some
rare
drink
.
"
She
laughed
;
there
was
a
note
of
sadness
in
it
.
"
But
I
don
’
t
drink
,
either
.
That
’
s
just
another
symbol
that
doesn
’
t
mean
what
it
was
intended
to
mean
.
"
He
was
silent
.
She
added
,
"
Perhaps
there
’
s
something
that
we
have
missed
.
"
"
I
am
not
aware
of
it
.
"
In
a
flash
of
sudden
,
desolate
emptiness
,
she
was
glad
that
he
had
not
understood
or
responded
,
feeling
dimly
that
she
had
revealed
too
much
,
yet
not
knowing
what
she
had
revealed
.
She
shrugged
,
the
movement
running
through
the
curve
of
her
shoulder
like
a
faint
convulsion
.
"
It
’
s
just
an
old
illusion
of
mine
,
"
she
said
indifferently
.
"
Just
a
mood
that
comes
once
every
year
or
two
.
Let
me
see
the
latest
steel
price
index
and
I
’
ll
forget
all
about
it
.
"
She
did
not
know
that
his
eyes
were
following
her
,
as
she
walked
away
from
him
.
She
moved
slowly
through
the
room
,
looking
at
no
one
.
She
noticed
a
small
group
huddled
by
the
unlighted
fireplace
.
The
room
was
not
cold
,
but
they
sat
as
if
they
drew
comfort
from
the
thought
of
a
non
-
existent
fire
.
"
I
do
not
know
why
,
but
I
am
growing
to
be
afraid
of
the
dark
.
No
,
not
now
,
only
when
I
am
alone
.
What
frightens
me
is
night
.
Night
as
such
.
"
The
speaker
was
an
elderly
spinster
with
an
air
of
breeding
and
hopelessness
.
The
three
women
and
two
men
of
the
group
were
well
dressed
,
the
skin
of
their
faces
was
smoothly
well
tended
,
but
they
had
a
manner
of
anxious
caution
that
kept
their
voices
one
tone
lower
than
normal
and
blurred
the
differences
of
their
ages
,
giving
them
all
the
same
gray
look
of
being
spent
.
It
was
the
look
one
saw
in
groups
of
respectable
people
everywhere
.
Dagny
stopped
and
listened
.
"
But
,
my
dear
,
"
one
of
them
asked
,
"
why
should
it
frighten
you
?
"
