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She
had
stopped
for
blank
moments
in
the
middle
of
her
office
,
paralyzed
by
despair
at
the
rigidity
of
time
which
she
could
not
stretch
any
further
—
on
a
day
when
urgent
appointments
had
succeeded
one
another
,
when
she
had
discussed
worn
Diesels
,
rotting
freight
cars
,
failing
signal
systems
,
falling
revenues
,
while
thinking
of
the
latest
emergency
on
the
Rio
Norte
construction
;
when
she
had
talked
,
with
the
vision
of
two
streaks
of
green
-
blue
metal
cutting
across
her
mind
;
when
she
had
interrupted
the
discussions
,
realizing
suddenly
why
a
certain
news
item
had
disturbed
her
,
and
seized
the
telephone
receiver
to
call
long
-
distance
,
to
call
her
contractor
,
to
say
,
"
Where
do
you
get
the
food
from
,
for
your
men
?
.
.
.
I
thought
so
.
Well
,
Barton
and
Jones
of
Denver
went
bankrupt
yesterday
.
Better
find
another
supplier
at
once
,
if
you
don
’
t
want
to
have
a
famine
on
your
hands
.
"
She
had
been
building
the
line
from
her
desk
in
New
York
.
It
had
seemed
hard
.
But
now
she
was
looking
at
the
track
.
It
was
growing
.
It
would
be
done
on
time
.
She
heard
sharp
,
hurried
footsteps
,
and
turned
.
A
man
was
coming
up
the
track
.
He
was
tall
and
young
,
his
head
of
black
hair
was
hatless
in
the
cold
wind
,
he
wore
a
workman
’
s
leather
jacket
,
but
he
did
not
look
like
a
workman
,
there
was
too
imperious
an
assurance
in
the
way
he
walked
.
She
could
not
recognize
the
face
until
he
came
closer
.
It
was
Ellis
Wyatt
.
She
had
not
seen
him
since
that
one
interview
in
her
office
.
He
approached
,
stopped
,
looked
at
her
and
smiled
.
"
Hello
,
Dagny
,
"
he
said
.
In
a
single
shock
of
emotion
,
she
knew
everything
the
two
words
were
intended
to
tell
her
.
It
was
forgiveness
,
understanding
,
acknowledgment
.
It
was
a
salute
.
She
laughed
,
like
a
child
,
in
happiness
that
things
should
be
as
right
as
that
.
"
Hello
,
"
she
said
,
extending
her
hand
.
His
hand
held
hers
an
instant
longer
than
a
greeting
required
.
It
was
their
signature
under
a
score
settled
and
understood
.
"
Tell
Nealy
to
put
up
new
snow
fences
for
a
mile
and
a
half
on
Granada
Pass
,
"
he
said
.
"
The
old
ones
are
rotted
.
They
won
’
t
stand
through
another
storm
.
Send
him
a
rotary
plow
.
What
he
’
s
got
is
a
piece
of
junk
that
wouldn
’
t
sweep
a
back
yard
.
The
big
snows
are
coming
any
day
now
.
"
