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"
"
And
furthermore
,
I
will
not
consider
—
incidentally
,
why
don
’
t
you
sit
down
?
"
He
remained
standing
.
"
Please
say
what
you
have
to
say
.
"
"
I
will
not
consider
any
unofficial
divorce
,
such
as
a
separation
.
You
may
continue
your
love
idyll
in
the
subways
and
basements
where
it
belongs
,
but
in
the
eyes
of
the
world
I
will
expect
you
to
remember
that
I
am
Mrs
.
Henry
Rearden
.
You
have
always
proclaimed
such
an
exaggerated
devotion
to
honesty
—
now
let
me
see
you
be
condemned
to
the
life
of
the
hypocrite
that
you
really
are
.
I
will
expect
you
to
maintain
your
residence
at
the
home
which
is
officially
yours
,
but
will
now
be
mine
.
"
"
If
you
wish
.
"
She
leaned
back
loosely
,
in
a
manner
of
untidy
relaxation
,
her
legs
spread
apart
,
her
arms
resting
in
two
strict
parallels
on
the
arms
of
the
chair
—
like
a
judge
who
could
permit
himself
to
be
sloppy
.
"
Divorce
?
"
she
said
,
chuckling
coldly
.
"
Did
you
think
you
’
d
get
off
as
easily
as
that
?
Did
you
think
you
’
d
get
by
at
the
price
of
a
few
of
your
millions
tossed
off
as
alimony
?
You
’
re
so
used
to
purchasing
whatever
you
wish
by
the
simple
means
of
your
dollars
,
that
you
cannot
conceive
of
things
that
are
non
-
commercial
,
non
-
negotiable
,
non
-
subject
to
any
kind
of
trade
.
You
’
re
unable
to
believe
that
there
may
exist
a
person
who
feels
no
concern
for
money
.
You
cannot
imagine
what
that
means
.
Well
,
I
think
you
’
re
going
to
learn
.
Oh
yes
,
of
course
you
’
ll
agree
to
any
demand
I
make
,
from
now
on
.
I
want
you
to
sit
in
that
office
of
which
you
’
re
so
proud
,
in
those
precious
mills
of
yours
,
and
play
the
hero
who
works
eighteen
hours
a
day
,
the
giant
of
industry
who
keeps
the
whole
country
going
,
the
genius
who
is
above
the
common
herd
of
whining
,
lying
,
chiseling
humanity
.
Then
I
want
you
to
come
home
and
face
the
only
person
who
knows
you
for
what
you
really
are
,
who
knows
the
actual
value
of
your
word
,
of
your
honor
,
of
your
integrity
,
of
your
vaunted
self
-
esteem
.
I
want
you
to
face
,
in
your
own
home
,
the
one
person
who
despises
you
and
has
the
right
to
do
so
.
I
want
you
to
look
at
me
whenever
you
build
another
furnace
,
or
pour
another
record
breaking
load
of
steel
,
or
hear
applause
and
admiration
,
whenever
you
feel
proud
of
yourself
,
whenever
you
feel
clean
,
whenever
you
feel
drunk
on
the
sense
of
your
own
greatness
.
I
want
you
to
look
at
me
whenever
you
hear
of
some
act
of
depravity
,
or
feel
anger
at
human
corruption
,
or
feel
contempt
for
someone
’
s
knavery
,
or
are
the
victim
of
a
new
governmental
extortion
—
to
look
and
to
know
that
you
’
re
no
better
,
that
you
’
re
superior
to
no
one
,
that
there
’
s
nothing
you
have
the
right
to
condemn
.
I
want
you
to
look
at
me
and
to
learn
the
fate
of
the
man
who
tried
to
build
a
tower
to
the
sky
,
or
the
man
who
wanted
to
reach
the
sun
on
wings
made
of
wax
—
or
you
,
the
man
who
wanted
to
hold
himself
as
perfect
!
"
