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"
Don
’
t
you
?
"
"
You
’
ve
always
known
my
political
views
.
You
’
ve
never
objected
before
.
"
"
That
’
s
true
,
"
said
Rearden
gravely
.
"
Perhaps
I
owe
you
an
explanation
,
if
I
have
misled
you
.
I
’
ve
tried
never
to
remind
you
that
you
’
re
living
on
my
charity
.
I
thought
that
it
was
your
place
to
remember
it
.
I
thought
that
any
human
being
who
accepts
the
help
of
another
,
knows
that
good
will
is
the
giver
’
s
only
motive
and
that
good
will
is
the
payment
he
owes
in
return
.
But
I
see
that
I
was
wrong
.
You
were
getting
your
food
unearned
and
you
concluded
that
affection
did
not
have
to
be
earned
,
either
.
You
concluded
that
I
was
the
safest
person
in
the
world
for
you
to
spit
on
,
precisely
because
I
held
you
by
the
throat
.
You
concluded
that
I
wouldn
’
t
want
to
remind
you
of
it
and
that
I
would
be
tied
by
the
fear
of
hurting
your
feelings
.
All
right
,
let
’
s
get
it
straight
:
you
’
re
an
object
of
charity
who
’
s
exhausted
his
credit
long
ago
.
Whatever
affection
I
might
have
felt
for
you
once
,
is
gone
.
I
haven
’
t
the
slightest
interest
in
you
,
your
fate
or
your
future
.
I
haven
’
t
any
reason
whatever
for
wishing
to
feed
you
.
If
you
leave
my
house
,
it
won
’
t
make
any
difference
to
me
whether
you
starve
or
not
.
Now
that
is
your
position
here
and
I
will
expect
you
to
remember
it
,
if
you
wish
to
stay
.
If
not
,
then
get
out
.
"
But
for
the
movement
of
drawing
his
head
a
little
into
his
shoulders
,
Philip
showed
no
reaction
.
"
Don
’
t
imagine
that
I
enjoy
living
here
,
"
he
said
;
his
voice
was
lifeless
and
shrill
.
"
If
you
think
I
’
m
happy
,
you
’
re
mistaken
.
I
’
d
give
anything
to
get
away
.
"
The
words
pertained
to
defiance
,
but
the
voice
had
a
curiously
cautious
quality
.
"
If
that
is
how
you
feel
about
it
,
it
would
be
best
for
me
to
leave
.
"
The
words
were
a
statement
,
but
the
voice
put
a
question
mark
at
the
end
of
it
and
waited
;
there
was
no
answer
.
"
You
needn
’
t
worry
about
my
future
.
I
don
’
t
have
to
ask
favors
of
anybody
.
I
can
take
care
of
myself
all
right
.
"
The
words
were
addressed
to
Rearden
,
but
the
eyes
were
looking
at
his
mother
;
she
did
not
speak
;
she
was
afraid
to
move
.
"
I
’
ve
always
wanted
to
be
on
my
own
.
I
’
ve
always
wanted
to
live
in
New
York
,
near
all
my
friends
.
"
The
voice
slowed
down
and
added
in
an
impersonal
,
reflective
manner
,
as
if
the
words
were
not
addressed
to
anyone
,
"
Of
course
,
I
’
d
have
the
problem
of
maintaining
a
certain
social
position
.
.
.
it
’
s
not
my
fault
if
I
’
ll
be
embarrassed
by
a
family
name
associated
with
a
millionaire
.
.
.
I
would
need
enough
money
for
a
year
or
two
.
.
.
to
establish
myself
in
a
manner
suitable
to
my
—
"
"
You
won
’
t
get
it
from
me
.
"
"
I
wasn
’
t
asking
you
for
it
,
was
I
?
Don
’
t
imagine
that
I
couldn
’
t
get
it
somewhere
else
,
if
I
wanted
to
!
Don
’
t
imagine
that
I
couldn
’
t
leave
!
I
’
d
go
in
a
minute
,
if
I
had
only
myself
to
think
about
.
But
Mother
needs
me
,
and
if
I
deserted
her
—
"
