LRoark eventually goes to Connecticut to work in a quarry for some cash and meets Dominique Francon, the icy-blonde journalist daughter of Peter Keating's boss. Roark even gets sued for breach of contract after he refused to compromise on a building design, and he ends up broke and without clients. Roark, meanwhile, is a true individual, modernist designer (a lot like Frank Lloyd Wright), and his work is brilliant but unappreciated by the stupid public. Turns out Peter Keating is a bit of a poser and his ascent to the top of his profession involves blackmail, stealing people's work, shmoozing, causing an old dude to have a stroke (seriously), hitting on the boss's daughter, and getting Roark to do things for him. If you're thinking that this sounds like a prime situation for a reversal in fortune, you'd be correct. Howard Roark gets tossed out on his rear and goes to work for a drunken has-been, also in New York. Peter Keating graduates with top honors and goes to work for a hotshot firm in New York, headed by a dude named Guy Francon (best name ever, in our not-so-humble-opinions). Back in the 1920s, two dudes-Peter Keating and Howard Roark-finish architecture school and embark on their careers.
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