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country, with all stop-overs cut short, so that I might spend a few days in Los Angeles—my home until only a year ago.

With a host of friends to visit, the time available was all too limited, but an invitation to dinner with Ayn Rand was a welcome "must."

Bill Mullendore and I, therefore, one evening, drove to her home, a house of glass and steel, such as one would expect to be chosen by the author of The Fountainhead.

A recording of that evening's conversation would be a prized possession, Rand and Mullendore being two of the accomplished individualists of our time.

The talk dwelt much on liberty, the reasons for its decline among us, and what could be done about it.

Mullendore said that he had long wanted to write a book about a society of complete collectivism, showing the ultimate consequences of the