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"
Do
you
hate
it
as
much
as
that
—
having
your
wife
come
to
meet
you
at
the
station
?
"
She
glanced
down
the
platform
:
Dagny
Taggart
was
walking
toward
them
;
he
did
not
see
her
.
"
Let
’
s
go
,
"
he
said
.
She
would
not
move
.
"
Do
you
?
"
she
asked
.
"
What
?
"
"
Do
you
hate
it
?
"
"
No
,
I
don
’
t
hate
it
.
I
merely
don
’
t
understand
it
.
"
"
Tell
me
about
your
trip
.
I
’
m
sure
you
’
ve
had
a
very
enjoyable
trip
.
"
"
Come
on
.
We
can
talk
at
home
.
"
"
When
do
I
ever
have
a
chance
to
talk
to
you
at
home
?
"
She
was
drawling
her
words
impassively
,
as
if
she
were
stretching
them
to
fill
time
,
for
some
reason
which
he
could
not
imagine
.
"
I
had
hoped
to
catch
a
few
moments
of
your
attention
—
like
this
—
between
trains
and
business
appointments
and
all
those
important
matters
that
hold
you
day
and
night
,
all
those
great
achievements
of
yours
,
such
as
.
.
.
