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"
The
envelope
he
handed
to
her
was
marked
:
Registered
—
Air
Mail
—
Special
Delivery
—
Personal
.
The
return
address
said
:
Quentin
Daniels
,
Utah
Institute
of
Technology
,
Afton
,
Utah
.
"
Oh
.
.
.
Thank
you
.
"
The
assistant
manager
noted
that
her
voice
went
dropping
toward
a
whisper
,
the
polite
disguise
for
a
gasp
,
he
noted
that
she
stood
looking
down
at
the
sender
’
s
name
much
longer
than
was
necessary
,
so
he
repeated
his
good
wishes
and
departed
.
She
was
tearing
the
envelope
open
as
she
walked
toward
Rearden
,
and
she
stopped
in
the
middle
of
the
room
to
read
the
letter
.
It
was
typewritten
on
thin
paper
—
he
could
see
the
black
rectangles
of
the
paragraphs
through
the
transparent
sheets
—
and
he
could
see
her
face
as
she
read
them
.
He
expected
it
,
by
the
time
he
saw
her
come
to
the
end
:
she
leaped
to
the
telephone
,
he
heard
the
violent
whirl
of
the
dial
and
her
voice
saying
with
trembling
urgency
,
"
Long
-
distance
,
please
.
.
.
Operator
,
get
me
the
Utah
Institute
of
Technology
at
Afton
,
Utah
!
"
He
asked
,
approaching
,
"
What
is
it
?
"
She
extended
the
letter
,
not
looking
at
him
,
her
eyes
fixed
on
the
telephone
,
as
if
she
could
force
it
to
answer
.
The
letter
said
:
Dear
Miss
Taggart
:
I
have
fought
it
out
for
three
weeks
,
I
did
not
want
to
do
it
,
I
know
how
this
will
hit
you
and
I
know
every
argument
you
could
offer
me
,
because
I
have
used
them
all
against
myself
—
but
this
is
to
tell
you
that
I
am
quitting
.
I
cannot
work
under
the
terms
of
Directive
10
-
289
—
though
not
for
the
reason
its
perpetrators
intended
.
I
know
that
their
abolition
of
all
scientific
research
does
not
mean
a
damn
to
you
or
me
,
and
that
you
would
want
me
to
continue
.
But
I
have
to
quit
,
because
I
do
not
wish
to
succeed
any
longer
.
