Атлант расправил плечи

           WesleyMouchseemedafraidtoaddresshim;Mouch’sfaceassumedanexpressionofpetulantstubbornness,likeasignalofcommandpushingtheothersforward;whatevertheirqualificationstodisposeofthefateofthesteelindustry,theyhadbeenbroughtheretoactasMouch’sconversationalbodyguards.

           ReardenwonderedaboutthereasonforthepresenceofJamesTaggart;Taggartsatingloomysilence,sullenlysippingadrink,neverglancinginhisdirection.

           "Wehaveworkedoutaplan,"saidDr.Ferristoocheerfully,"whichwillsolvetheproblemsofthesteelindustryandwhichwillmeetwithyourfullapproval,asameasureprovidingforthegeneralwelfare,whileprotectingyourinterestsandinsuringyoursafetyina—"

           "Don’ttrytotellmewhatI’mgoingtothink.Givemethefacts."

           "Itisaplanwhichisfair,sound,equitableand—"

           "Don’ttellmeyourevaluation.Givemethefacts."

           "Itisaplanwhich—"Dr.Ferrisstopped;hehadlostthehabitofnamingfacts.

           "Underthisplan,"saidWesleyMouch,"wewillgranttheindustryafivepercentincreaseinthepriceofsteel."Hepausedtriumphantly.

           Reardensaidnothing.

           "Ofcourse,someminoradjustmentswillbenecessary,"saidHollowayairily,leapingintothesilenceasontoavacanttenniscourt.