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"
It
doesn
’
t
matter
.
"
"
You
don
’
t
have
to
escort
me
.
I
’
m
quite
able
to
find
my
own
way
.
If
you
have
business
appointments
tomorrow
,
you
’
d
better
go
to
bed
.
"
He
did
not
answer
,
but
walked
to
the
door
,
held
it
open
for
her
and
followed
her
to
the
elevator
.
They
remained
silent
when
they
rode
in
a
taxicab
to
the
station
.
At
such
moments
as
he
remembered
her
presence
,
he
noticed
that
she
sat
efficiently
straight
,
almost
flaunting
the
perfection
of
her
poise
;
she
seemed
alertly
awake
and
contented
,
as
if
she
were
starting
out
on
a
purposeful
journey
of
early
morning
.
The
cab
stopped
at
the
entrance
to
the
Taggart
Terminal
.
The
bright
lights
flooding
the
great
glass
doorway
transformed
the
lateness
of
the
hour
into
a
sense
of
active
,
timeless
security
.
Lillian
jumped
lightly
out
of
the
cab
,
saying
,
"
No
,
no
,
you
don
’
t
have
to
get
out
,
drive
on
back
.
Will
you
be
home
for
dinner
tomorrow
—
or
next
month
?
"
"
I
’
ll
telephone
you
,
"
he
said
.
She
waved
her
gloved
hand
at
him
and
disappeared
into
the
lights
of
the
entrance
.
As
the
cab
started
forward
,
he
gave
the
driver
the
address
of
Dagny
’
s
apartment
.
The
apartment
was
dark
when
he
entered
,
but
the
door
to
her
bedroom
was
half
-
open
and
he
heard
her
voice
saying
,
"
Hello
,
Hank
.
"
He
walked
in
,
asking
,
"
Were
you
asleep
?
"
