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The Concerto of Deliverance
It’sinyourblood.Or,tobemorescientific:you’reconditionedthatway."
Reardensatup:itwasasifhehadbeenstrugglingtofindthesecretcombinationofalockandfelt,atthosewords,afaintclickwithin,asofthefirsttumbrelfallingintoplace.
"It’sonlyamatterofweatheringthiscrisis,"saidMouch,"ofgivingpeopleareprieve,achancetocatchup."
"Andthen?"
"Thenthingswillimprove."
"How?"
Therewasnoanswer.
"Whatwillimprovethem?"
Therewasnoanswer.
"Whowillimprovethem?"
"Christ,Mr.Rearden,peopledon’tjuststandstill!"criedHolloway,"Theydothings,theygrow,theymoveforward!"
"Whatpeople?"
Hollowaywavedhishandvaguely."People,"hesaid.
"Whatpeople?Thepeopletowhomyou’regoingtofeedthelastofReardenSteel,withoutgettinganythinginreturn?Thepeoplewho’llgoonconsumingmorethantheyproduce?"
"Conditionswillchange."
"Who’llchangethem?"
Therewasnoanswer.
"Haveyouanythinglefttoloot?Ifyoudidn’tseethenatureofyourpolicybefore—it’snotpossiblethatyoudon’tseeitnow.Lookaroundyou.
