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"
You
,
who
would
not
submit
to
the
hardships
of
nature
,
but
set
out
to
conquer
it
and
placed
it
in
the
service
of
your
joy
and
your
comfort
—
to
what
have
you
submitted
at
the
hands
of
men
?
You
,
who
know
from
your
work
that
one
bears
punishment
only
for
being
wrong
—
what
have
you
been
willing
to
bear
and
for
what
reason
?
All
your
life
,
you
have
heard
yourself
denounced
,
not
for
your
faults
,
but
for
your
greatest
virtues
.
You
have
been
hated
,
not
for
your
mistakes
,
but
for
your
achievements
.
You
have
been
scorned
for
all
those
qualities
of
character
which
are
your
highest
pride
.
You
have
been
called
selfish
for
the
courage
of
acting
on
your
own
judgment
and
bearing
sole
responsibility
for
your
own
life
.
You
have
been
called
arrogant
for
your
independent
mind
.
You
have
been
called
cruel
for
your
unyielding
integrity
.
You
have
been
called
anti
-
social
for
the
vision
that
made
you
venture
upon
undiscovered
roads
.
You
have
been
called
ruthless
for
the
strength
and
self
-
discipline
of
your
drive
to
your
purpose
.
You
have
been
called
greedy
for
the
magnificence
of
your
power
to
create
wealth
.
You
,
who
’
ve
expended
an
inconceivable
flow
of
energy
,
have
been
called
a
parasite
.
You
,
who
’
ve
created
abundance
where
there
had
been
nothing
but
wastelands
and
helpless
,
starving
men
before
you
,
have
been
called
a
robber
.
You
,
who
’
ve
kept
them
all
alive
,
have
been
called
an
exploiter
.
You
,
the
purest
and
most
moral
man
among
them
,
have
been
sneered
at
as
a
‘
vulgar
materialist
.
’
Have
you
stopped
to
ask
them
:
by
what
right
?
—
by
what
code
?
—
by
what
standard
?
No
,
you
have
borne
it
all
and
kept
silent
.
You
bowed
to
their
code
and
you
never
upheld
your
own
.
You
knew
what
exacting
morality
was
needed
to
produce
a
single
metal
nail
,
but
you
let
them
brand
you
as
immoral
.
You
knew
that
man
needs
the
strictest
code
of
values
to
deal
with
nature
,
but
you
thought
that
you
needed
no
such
code
to
deal
with
men
.
You
left
the
deadliest
weapon
in
the
hands
of
your
enemies
,
a
weapon
you
never
suspected
or
understood
.
Their
moral
code
is
their
weapon
.
Ask
yourself
how
deeply
and
in
how
many
terrible
ways
you
have
accepted
it
.
Ask
yourself
what
it
is
that
a
code
of
moral
values
does
to
a
man
’
s
life
,
and
why
he
can
’
t
exist
without
it
,
and
what
happens
to
him
if
he
accepts
the
wrong
standard
,
by
which
the
evil
is
the
good
.
Shall
I
tell
you
why
you
’
re
drawn
to
me
,
even
though
you
think
you
ought
to
damn
me
?
It
’
s
because
I
’
m
the
first
man
who
has
given
you
what
the
whole
world
owes
you
and
what
you
should
have
demanded
of
all
men
before
you
dealt
with
them
:
a
moral
sanction
.
"
Rearden
whirled
to
him
,
then
remained
still
,
with
a
stillness
like
a
gasp
.
Francisco
leaned
forward
,
as
if
he
were
reaching
the
landing
of
a
dangerous
flight
,
and
his
eyes
were
steady
,
but
their
glance
seemed
to
tremble
with
intensity
.
"
You
’
re
guilty
of
a
great
sin
,
Mr
.
Rearden
,
much
guiltier
than
they
tell
you
,
but
not
in
the
way
they
preach
.
The
worst
guilt
is
to
accept
an
undeserved
guilt
—
and
that
is
what
you
have
been
doing
all
your
life
.
You
have
been
paying
blackmail
,
not
for
your
vices
,
but
for
your
virtues
.
You
have
been
willing
to
carry
the
load
of
an
unearned
punishment
—
and
to
let
it
grow
the
heavier
the
greater
the
virtues
you
practiced
.
But
your
virtues
were
those
which
keep
men
alive
.
Your
own
moral
code
—
the
one
you
lived
by
,
but
never
stated
,
acknowledged
or
defended
—
was
the
code
that
preserves
man
’
s
existence
.
If
you
were
punished
for
it
,
what
was
the
nature
of
those
who
punished
you
?
Yours
was
the
code
of
life
.
What
,
then
,
is
theirs
?
What
standard
of
value
lies
at
its
root
?
What
is
its
ultimate
purpose
?
Do
you
think
that
what
you
’
re
facing
is
merely
a
conspiracy
to
seize
your
wealth
?
You
,
who
know
the
source
of
wealth
,
should
know
it
’
s
much
more
and
much
worse
than
that
.
Did
you
ask
me
to
name
man
’
s
motive
power
?
Man
’
s
motive
power
is
his
moral
code
.
Ask
yourself
where
their
code
is
leading
you
and
what
it
offers
you
as
your
final
goal
.
A
viler
evil
than
to
murder
a
man
,
is
to
sell
him
suicide
as
an
act
of
virtue
.
A
viler
evil
than
to
throw
a
man
into
a
sacrificial
furnace
,
is
to
demand
that
he
leap
in
,
of
his
own
will
,
and
that
he
build
the
furnace
,
besides
.
By
their
own
statement
,
it
is
they
who
need
you
and
have
nothing
to
offer
you
in
return
.
By
their
own
statement
,
you
must
support
them
because
they
cannot
survive
without
you
.
Consider
the
obscenity
of
offering
their
impotence
and
their
need
—
their
need
of
you
—
as
a
justification
for
your
torture
.
Are
you
willing
to
accept
it
?
Do
you
care
to
purchase
—
at
the
price
of
your
great
endurance
,
at
the
price
of
your
agony
—
the
satisfaction
of
the
needs
of
your
own
destroyers
?
"
