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Larkin
shrugged
sadly
.
"
Why
ask
useless
questions
?
How
deep
is
the
ocean
?
How
high
is
the
sky
?
Who
is
John
Galt
?
"
Rearden
sat
up
straight
.
"
No
,
"
he
said
sharply
.
"
No
.
There
’
s
no
reason
to
feel
that
way
.
"
He
got
up
.
His
exhaustion
had
gone
while
he
talked
about
his
business
.
He
felt
a
sudden
spurt
of
rebellion
,
a
need
to
recapture
and
defiantly
to
reassert
his
own
view
of
existence
,
that
sense
of
it
which
he
had
held
while
walking
home
tonight
and
which
now
seemed
threatened
in
some
nameless
manner
.
He
paced
the
room
,
his
energy
returning
.
He
looked
at
his
family
.
They
were
bewildered
,
unhappy
children
—
he
thought
—
all
of
them
,
even
his
mother
,
and
he
was
foolish
to
resent
their
ineptitude
;
it
came
from
their
helplessness
,
not
from
malice
.
It
was
he
who
had
to
make
himself
learn
to
understand
them
,
since
he
had
so
much
to
give
,
since
they
could
never
share
his
sense
of
joyous
,
boundless
power
.
He
glanced
at
them
from
across
the
room
.
His
mother
and
Philip
were
engaged
in
some
eager
discussion
;
but
he
noted
that
they
were
not
really
eager
,
they
were
nervous
.
Philip
sat
in
a
low
chair
,
his
stomach
forward
,
his
weight
on
his
shoulder
blades
,
as
if
the
miserable
discomfort
of
his
position
were
intended
to
punish
the
onlookers
.
"
What
’
s
the
matter
,
Phil
?
"
Rearden
asked
,
approaching
him
.
"
You
look
done
in
.
"
"
I
’
ve
had
a
hard
day
,
"
said
Philip
sullenly
.
"
You
’
re
not
the
only
one
who
works
hard
,
"
said
his
mother
.
"
Others
have
problems
,
too
—
even
if
they
’
re
not
billion
-
dollar
,
trans
-
super
-
continental
problems
like
yours
.
"
"
Why
,
that
’
s
good
.
I
always
thought
that
Phil
should
find
some
interest
of
his
own
.
"
