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"
I
guess
—
not
to
speak
of
.
"
"
I
like
this
place
.
I
like
to
hang
around
.
.
.
You
know
,
Mr
.
Rearden
,
what
I
studied
to
be
was
a
metallurgist
.
"
Walking
away
,
Rearden
had
turned
to
glance
back
and
had
caught
the
Wet
Nurse
looking
after
him
as
a
boy
would
look
at
the
hero
of
his
childhood
’
s
favorite
adventure
story
.
God
help
the
poor
little
bastard
!
—
he
had
thought
.
God
help
them
all
—
he
thought
,
driving
through
the
dark
streets
of
a
small
town
,
borrowing
,
in
contemptuous
pity
,
the
words
of
their
belief
which
he
had
never
shared
.
He
saw
newspapers
displayed
on
metal
stands
,
with
the
black
letters
of
headlines
screaming
to
empty
corners
:
"
Railroad
Disaster
.
"
He
had
heard
the
news
on
the
radio
,
that
afternoon
:
there
had
been
a
wreck
on
the
main
line
of
Taggart
Transcontinental
,
near
Rockland
,
Wyoming
;
a
split
rail
had
sent
a
freight
train
crashing
over
the
edge
of
a
canyon
.
Wrecks
on
the
Taggart
main
line
were
becoming
more
frequent
—
the
track
was
wearing
out
—
the
track
which
,
less
than
eighteen
months
ago
,
Dagny
was
planning
to
rebuild
,
promising
him
a
journey
from
coast
to
coast
on
his
own
Metal
.
She
had
spent
a
year
,
picking
worn
rail
from
abandoned
branches
to
patch
the
rail
of
the
main
line
.
She
had
spent
months
fighting
the
men
of
Jim
’
s
Board
of
Directors
,
who
said
that
the
national
emergency
was
only
temporary
and
a
track
that
had
lasted
for
ten
years
could
well
last
for
another
winter
,
until
spring
,
when
conditions
would
improve
,
as
Mr
.
Wesley
Mouch
had
promised
.
Three
weeks
ago
,
she
had
made
them
authorize
the
purchase
of
sixty
thousand
tons
of
new
rail
;
it
could
do
no
more
than
make
a
few
patches
across
the
continent
in
the
worst
divisions
,
but
it
was
all
she
had
been
able
to
obtain
from
them
.
She
had
had
to
wrench
the
money
out
of
men
deaf
with
panic
:
the
freight
revenues
were
falling
at
such
a
rate
that
the
men
of
the
Board
had
begun
to
tremble
,
staring
at
Jim
’
s
idea
of
the
most
prosperous
year
in
Taggart
history
.
She
had
had
to
order
steel
rail
,
there
was
no
hope
of
obtaining
an
"
emergency
need
"
permission
to
buy
Rearden
Metal
and
no
time
to
beg
for
it
.
Rearden
looked
away
from
the
headlines
to
the
glow
at
the
edge
of
the
sky
,
which
was
the
city
of
New
York
far
ahead
;
his
hands
tightened
on
the
wheel
a
little
.
It
was
half
past
nine
when
he
reached
the
city
.
Dagny
’
s
apartment
was
dark
,
when
he
let
himself
in
with
his
key
.
He
picked
up
the
telephone
and
called
her
office
.
Her
own
voice
answered
:
"
Taggart
Transcontinental
.
"
