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Why
do
they
keep
looking
at
me
that
way
—
she
and
Rearden
and
all
those
people
?
Why
are
they
so
sure
they
’
re
right
?
.
.
.
If
I
acknowledge
their
superiority
in
the
material
realm
,
why
don
’
t
they
acknowledge
mine
in
the
spiritual
?
They
have
the
brain
,
but
I
have
the
heart
.
They
have
the
capacity
to
produce
wealth
,
but
I
have
the
capacity
to
love
.
Isn
’
t
mine
the
greater
capacity
?
Hasn
’
t
it
been
recognized
as
the
greatest
through
all
the
centuries
of
human
history
?
Why
won
’
t
they
recognize
it
?
.
.
.
Why
are
they
so
sure
they
’
re
great
?
.
.
.
And
if
they
’
re
great
and
I
’
m
not
—
isn
’
t
that
exactly
why
they
should
bow
to
me
,
because
I
’
m
not
?
Wouldn
’
t
that
be
an
act
of
true
humanity
?
It
takes
no
kindness
to
respect
a
man
who
deserves
respect
—
it
’
s
only
a
payment
which
he
’
s
earned
.
To
give
an
unearned
respect
is
the
supreme
gesture
of
charity
.
.
.
.
But
they
’
re
incapable
of
charity
.
They
’
re
not
human
.
They
feel
no
concern
for
anyone
’
s
need
.
.
.
or
weakness
.
No
concern
.
.
.
and
no
pity
.
.
.
"
She
could
understand
little
of
it
,
but
she
understood
that
he
was
unhappy
and
that
somebody
had
hurt
him
.
He
saw
the
pain
of
tenderness
in
her
face
,
the
pain
of
indignation
against
his
enemies
,
and
he
saw
the
glance
intended
for
heroes
—
given
to
him
by
a
person
able
to
experience
the
emotion
behind
that
glance
.
She
did
not
know
why
she
felt
certain
that
she
was
the
only
one
to
whom
he
could
confess
his
torture
.
She
took
it
as
a
special
honor
,
as
one
more
gift
.
The
only
way
to
be
worthy
of
him
,
she
thought
,
was
never
to
ask
him
for
anything
.
He
offered
her
money
once
,
and
she
refused
it
,
with
such
a
bright
,
painful
flare
of
anger
in
her
eyes
that
he
did
not
attempt
it
again
.
The
anger
was
at
herself
:
she
wondered
whether
she
had
done
something
to
make
him
think
she
was
that
kind
of
person
.
But
she
did
not
want
to
be
ungrateful
for
his
concern
,
or
to
embarrass
him
by
her
ugly
poverty
;
she
wanted
to
show
him
her
eagerness
to
rise
and
justify
his
favor
;
so
she
told
him
that
he
could
help
her
,
if
he
wished
,
by
helping
her
to
find
a
better
job
.
He
did
not
answer
.
In
the
weeks
that
followed
,
she
waited
,
but
he
never
mentioned
the
subject
.
She
blamed
herself
:
she
thought
that
she
had
offended
him
,
that
he
had
taken
it
as
an
attempt
to
use
him
.
When
he
gave
her
an
emerald
bracelet
,
she
was
too
shocked
to
understand
.
Trying
desperately
not
to
hurt
him
,
she
pleaded
that
she
could
not
accept
it
.
"
Why
not
?
"
he
asked
.
"
It
isn
’
t
as
if
you
were
a
bad
woman
paying
the
usual
price
for
it
.
Are
you
afraid
that
I
’
ll
start
making
demands
?
Don
’
t
you
trust
me
?
"
He
laughed
aloud
at
her
stammering
embarrassment
.
He
smiled
,
with
an
odd
kind
of
enjoyment
,
all
through
the
evening
when
they
went
to
a
night
club
and
she
wore
the
bracelet
with
her
shabby
black
dress
.
