Atlas Shrugged


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 Now, these men had climbed the hill to see a silver-headed comet cut through their plains like the sound
of a bugle through a long weight of silence.
As houses began to come more frequently, closer to the track, she saw people at the windows, on the
porches, on distant roofs. She saw crowds blocking the roads at grade crossings. The roads went
sweeping past like the spokes of a fan, and she could not distinguish human figures, only their arms
greeting the train like branches waving in the wind of its speed. They stood under the swinging red lights
of warning signals, under the signs saying; "Stop. Look. Listen."
The station past which they flew, as they went through a town at a hundred miles an hour, was a swaying
sculpture of people from platform to roof. She caught the flicker of waving arms, of hats tossed in the air,
of something flung against the side of the engine, which was a bunch of flowers.
As the miles clicked past them, the towns went by, with the stations at which they did not stop, with the
crowds of people who had come only to see, to cheer and to hope. She saw garlands of flowers under
the sooted eaves of old station buildings, and bunting of red-white-and-blue on the time-eaten walls. It
was like the pictures she had seen—and envied—in schoolbook histories of railroads, from the era when
people gathered to greet the first run of a train. It was like the age when Nat Taggart moved across the
country, and the stops along his way were marked by men eager for the sight of achievement. That age,
she had thought, was gone; generations had passed, with no event to greet anywhere, with nothing to see
but the cracks lengthening year by year on the walls built by Nat Taggart. Yet men came again, as they
had come in his time, drawn by the same response.
She glanced at Rearden. He stood against the wall, unaware of the crowds, indifferent to admiration. He
was watching the performance of track and train with an expert's intensity of professional interest; his
bearing suggested that he would kick aside, as irrelevant, any thought such as 'They like it," when the
thought ringing in his mind was "It works!"
His tall figure in the single gray of slacks and shirt looked as if his body were stripped for action. The
slacks stressed the long lines of his legs, the light, firm posture of standing without effort or being ready to
swing forward at an instant's notice; the short sleeves stressed the gaunt strength of his arms; the open
shirt bared the tight skin of his chest.
She turned away, realizing suddenly that she had been glancing back at him too often. But this day had
no ties to past or future—her thoughts were cut off from implications—she saw no further meaning, only
the immediate intensity of the feeling that she was imprisoned with him, sealed together in the same cube
of air, the closeness of his presence underscoring her awareness of this day, as his rails underscored the
flight of the train.
She turned deliberately and glanced back. He was looking at her.
He did not turn away, but held her glance, coldly and with full intention.
She smiled defiantly, not letting herself know the full meaning of her smile, knowing only that it was the
sharpest blow she could strike at his inflexible face. She felt a sudden desire to see him trembling, to tear
a cry out of him. She turned her head away, slowly, feeling a reckless amusement, wondering why she
found it difficult to breathe.
She sat leaning back in her chair, looking ahead, knowing that he was as aware of her as she was of him.
She found pleasure in the special self-consciousness it gave her. When she crossed her legs, when she

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