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Heshottohisfeetwiththestoredabruptnessofaspringuncoiling,hisvoicedrivingoninmercilesstriumph:"You’rebeginningtosee,aren’tyou?Dagny!Leavethemthecarcassofthatrailroad,leavethemalltherustedrailsandrottedtiesandguttedengines—butdon’tleavethemyourmind!Don’tleavethemyourmind!Thefateoftheworldrestsonthatdecision!"
"Ladiesandgentlemen,"saidthepanic-pregnantvoiceofaradioannouncer,breakingoffthechordsofthesymphony,"weinterruptthisbroadcasttobringyouaspecialnewsbulletin.ThegreatestdisasterinrailroadhistoryoccurredintheearlyhoursofthemorningonthemainlineofTaggartTranscontinental,atWinston,Colorado,demolishingthefamousTaggartTunnel!"
Herscreamsoundedlikethescreamsthathadrungoutintheonelastmomentinthedarknessofthetunnel.Itssoundremainedwithhimthroughtherestofthebroadcast—astheybothrantotheradiointhecabinandstood,inequalterror,hereyesstaringattheradio,hiseyeswatchingherface.
"ThedetailsofthestorywereobtainedfromLukeBeal,firemanoftheTaggartluxurymainliner,theComet,whowasfoundunconsciousatthewesternportalofthetunnelthismorning,andwhoappearstobethesolesurvivorofthecatastrophe.Throughsomeastoundinginfractionofsafetyrules—incircumstancesnotyetfullyestablished—theComet,westboundforSanFrancisco,wassentintothetunnelwithacoal-burningsteamlocomotive.
