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James
Taggart
began
his
career
on
the
railroad
at
the
same
time
;
he
was
twenty
-
one
.
He
started
in
the
Department
of
Public
Relations
.
Dagny
’
s
rise
among
the
men
who
operated
Taggart
Transcontinental
was
swift
and
uncontested
.
She
took
positions
of
responsibility
because
there
was
no
one
else
to
take
them
.
There
were
a
few
rare
men
of
talent
around
her
,
but
they
were
becoming
rarer
every
year
.
Her
superiors
,
who
held
the
authority
,
seemed
afraid
to
exercise
it
,
they
spent
their
time
avoiding
decisions
,
so
she
told
people
what
to
do
and
they
did
it
.
At
every
step
of
her
rise
,
she
did
the
work
long
before
she
was
granted
the
title
.
It
was
like
advancing
through
empty
rooms
.
Nobody
opposed
her
,
yet
nobody
approved
of
her
progress
.
Her
father
seemed
astonished
and
proud
of
her
,
but
he
said
nothing
and
there
was
sadness
in
his
eyes
when
he
looked
at
her
in
the
office
.
She
was
twenty
-
nine
years
old
when
he
died
.
"
There
has
always
been
a
Taggart
to
run
the
railroad
,
"
was
the
last
thing
he
said
to
her
.
He
looked
at
her
with
an
odd
glance
:
it
had
the
quality
of
a
salute
and
of
compassion
,
together
.
The
controlling
stock
of
Taggart
Transcontinental
was
left
to
James
Taggart
.
He
was
thirty
-
four
when
he
became
President
of
the
railroad
.
Dagny
had
expected
the
Board
of
Directors
to
elect
him
,
but
she
had
never
been
able
to
understand
why
they
did
it
so
eagerly
.
They
talked
about
tradition
,
the
president
had
always
been
the
eldest
son
of
the
Taggart
family
;
they
elected
James
Taggart
in
the
same
manner
as
they
refused
to
walk
under
a
ladder
,
to
propitiate
the
same
kind
of
fear
.
They
talked
about
his
gift
of
"
making
railroads
popular
,
"
his
"
good
press
,
"
his
"
Washington
ability
.
"
He
seemed
unusually
skillful
at
obtaining
favors
from
the
Legislature
.
Dagny
knew
nothing
about
the
field
of
"
Washington
ability
"
or
what
such
an
ability
implied
.
But
it
seemed
to
be
necessary
,
so
she
dismissed
it
with
the
thought
that
there
were
many
kinds
of
work
which
were
offensive
,
yet
necessary
,
such
as
cleaning
sewers
;
somebody
had
to
do
it
,
and
Jim
seemed
to
like
it
.
She
had
never
aspired
to
the
presidency
;
the
Operating
Department
was
her
only
concern
.
When
she
went
out
on
the
line
,
old
railroad
men
,
who
hated
Jim
,
said
,
"
There
will
always
be
a
Taggart
to
run
the
railroad
,
"
looking
at
her
as
her
father
had
looked
.
She
was
armed
against
Jim
by
the
conviction
that
he
was
not
smart
enough
to
harm
the
railroad
too
much
and
that
she
would
always
be
able
to
correct
whatever
damage
he
caused
.
At
sixteen
,
sitting
at
her
operator
’
s
desk
,
watching
the
lighted
windows
of
Taggart
trains
roll
past
,
she
had
thought
that
she
had
entered
her
kind
of
world
.
In
the
years
since
,
she
learned
that
she
hadn
’
t
.
The
adversary
she
found
herself
forced
to
fight
was
not
worth
matching
or
beating
;
it
was
not
a
superior
ability
which
she
would
have
found
honor
in
challenging
;
it
was
ineptitude
—
a
gray
spread
of
cotton
that
‘
seemed
soft
and
shapeless
,
that
could
offer
no
resistance
to
anything
or
anybody
,
yet
managed
to
be
a
barrier
in
her
way
.
She
stood
,
disarmed
,
before
the
riddle
of
what
made
this
possible
.
She
could
find
no
answer
.
It
was
only
in
the
first
few
years
that
she
felt
herself
screaming
silently
,
at
times
,
for
a
glimpse
of
human
ability
,
a
single
glimpse
of
clean
,
hard
,
radiant
competence
.
She
had
fits
of
tortured
longing
for
a
friend
or
an
enemy
with
a
mind
better
than
her
own
.
But
the
longing
passed
.
She
had
a
job
to
do
.
She
did
not
have
time
to
feel
pain
;
not
often
.
