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"
Miss
Taggart
,
"
she
said
,
"
I
am
not
your
equal
in
philosophical
altitude
.
I
am
only
an
average
wife
.
Please
give
me
that
bracelet
—
if
you
do
not
wish
me
to
think
what
I
might
think
and
what
you
wouldn
’
t
want
me
to
name
.
"
"
Mrs
.
Rearden
,
is
this
the
manner
and
place
in
which
you
choose
to
suggest
that
I
am
sleeping
with
your
husband
?
"
"
Certainly
not
!
"
The
cry
was
immediate
;
it
had
a
sound
of
panic
and
the
quality
of
an
automatic
reflex
,
like
the
jerk
of
withdrawal
of
a
pickpocket
’
s
hand
caught
in
action
.
She
added
,
with
an
angry
,
nervous
chuckle
,
in
a
tone
of
sarcasm
and
sincerity
that
confessed
a
reluctant
admission
of
her
actual
opinion
,
"
That
would
be
the
possibility
farthest
from
my
mind
.
"
"
Then
you
will
please
apologize
to
Miss
Taggart
,
"
said
Rearden
.
Dagny
caught
her
breath
,
cutting
off
all
but
the
faint
echo
of
a
gasp
.
They
both
whirled
to
him
.
Lillian
saw
nothing
in
"
his
face
;
Dagny
saw
torture
.
"
It
isn
’
t
necessary
,
Hank
,
"
she
said
.
"
It
is
—
for
me
,
"
he
answered
coldly
,
not
looking
at
her
;
he
was
looking
at
Lillian
in
the
manner
of
a
command
that
could
not
be
disobeyed
.
Lillian
studied
his
face
with
mild
astonishment
,
but
without
anxiety
or
anger
,
like
a
person
confronted
by
a
puzzle
of
no
significance
.
"
But
of
course
,
"
she
said
complaisantly
,
her
voice
smooth
and
confident
again
.
"
Please
accept
my
apology
,
Miss
Taggart
,
if
I
gave
you
the
impression
that
I
suspected
the
existence
of
a
relationship
which
I
would
consider
improbable
for
you
and
—
from
my
knowledge
of
his
inclinations
—
impossible
for
my
husband
.
"
