-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Айн Рэнд
-
- Атлант расправил плечи
-
- Стр. 422/1581
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
"
A
great
many
people
wanted
to
see
you
today
,
didn
’
t
they
?
"
"
Why
,
yes
.
"
"
They
’
d
have
given
anything
just
for
a
word
with
you
,
wouldn
’
t
they
?
"
"
I
.
.
.
I
suppose
so
.
"
"
The
reporters
kept
asking
me
what
you
were
like
.
A
young
boy
from
a
local
sheet
kept
saying
that
you
were
a
great
woman
.
He
said
he
’
d
be
afraid
to
speak
to
you
,
if
he
ever
had
the
chance
.
He
’
s
right
.
That
future
that
they
’
re
all
talking
and
trembling
about
—
it
will
be
as
you
made
it
,
because
you
had
the
courage
none
of
them
could
conceive
of
.
All
the
roads
to
wealth
that
they
’
re
scrambling
for
now
,
it
’
s
your
strength
that
broke
them
open
.
The
strength
to
stand
against
everyone
.
The
strength
to
recognize
no
will
but
your
own
.
"
She
caught
the
sinking
gasp
of
her
breath
:
she
knew
his
purpose
.
She
stood
straight
,
her
arms
at
her
sides
,
her
face
austere
,
as
if
in
unflinching
endurance
;
she
stood
under
the
praise
as
under
a
lashing
of
insults
.
"
They
kept
asking
you
questions
,
too
,
didn
’
t
they
?
"
He
spoke
intently
,
leaning
forward
.
"
And
they
looked
at
you
with
admiration
.
They
looked
,
as
if
you
stood
on
a
mountain
peak
and
they
could
only
take
their
hats
off
to
you
across
the
great
distance
.
Didn
’
t
they
?
"
