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"
No
.
I
haven
’
t
.
"
"
Have
you
thought
of
the
disgrace
you
’
ll
bring
upon
us
?
"
"
Mother
,
do
you
understand
the
issue
in
this
case
?
"
"
No
,
I
don
’
t
and
I
don
’
t
want
to
understand
.
It
’
s
all
dirty
business
and
dirty
politics
.
All
business
is
just
dirty
politics
and
all
politics
is
just
dirty
business
.
I
never
did
want
to
understand
any
of
it
.
I
don
’
t
care
who
’
s
right
or
wrong
,
but
what
I
think
a
man
ought
to
think
of
first
is
his
family
.
Don
’
t
you
know
what
this
will
do
to
us
?
"
"
No
,
Mother
,
I
don
’
t
know
or
care
.
"
His
mother
looked
at
him
,
aghast
.
"
Well
,
I
think
you
have
a
very
provincial
attitude
,
all
of
you
,
"
said
Philip
suddenly
.
"
Nobody
here
seems
to
be
concerned
with
the
wider
,
social
aspects
of
the
case
.
I
don
’
t
agree
with
you
,
Lillian
.
I
don
’
t
see
why
you
say
that
they
’
re
pulling
some
sort
of
rotten
trick
on
Henry
and
that
he
’
s
in
the
right
.
I
think
he
’
s
guilty
as
hell
.
Mother
,
I
can
explain
the
issue
to
you
very
simply
.
There
’
s
nothing
unusual
about
it
,
the
courts
are
full
of
cases
of
this
kind
.
Businessmen
are
taking
advantage
of
the
national
emergency
in
order
to
make
money
.
They
break
the
regulations
which
protect
the
common
welfare
of
all
—
for
the
sake
of
their
own
personal
gain
.
They
’
re
profiteers
of
the
black
market
who
grow
rich
by
defrauding
the
poor
of
their
rightful
share
,
at
a
time
of
desperate
shortage
.
They
pursue
a
ruthless
,
grasping
,
grabbing
,
antisocial
policy
,
based
on
nothing
but
plain
,
selfish
greed
.
It
’
s
no
use
pretending
about
it
,
we
all
know
it
—
and
I
think
it
’
s
contemptible
.
"
He
spoke
in
a
careless
,
offhand
manner
,
as
if
explaining
the
obvious
to
a
group
of
adolescents
;
his
tone
conveyed
the
assurance
of
a
man
who
knows
that
the
moral
ground
of
his
stand
is
not
open
to
question
.
Rearden
sat
looking
at
him
,
as
if
studying
an
object
seen
for
the
first
time
.
Somewhere
deep
in
Rearden
’
s
mind
,
as
a
steady
,
gentle
,
inexorable
beat
,
was
a
man
’
s
voice
,
saying
:
By
what
right
?
—
by
what
code
?
—
by
what
standard
?
