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“This is John Galt speaking”
butallradiostationswentofftheairatseven-fifty-one,and...andnobodycandiscoverwhy."
"But—"criedMr.Thompson,stopped,glancedabouthimandscreamed,"Nottonight!Youcan’tletithappentonight!You’vegottogetmeontheair!"
"Mr.Thompson,"themansaidslowly,"we’vecalledtheelectroniclaboratoryoftheStateScienceInstitute.They...they’veneverseenanythinglikeit.Theysaiditmightbeanaturalphenomenon,somesortofcosmicdisturbanceofanunprecedentedkind,only—"
"Well?"
"Onlytheydon’tthinkitis.Wedon’t,either.Theysaiditlookslikeradiowaves,butofafrequencyneverproducedbefore,neverobservedanywhere,neverdiscoveredbyanybody."
Nooneansweredhim.Inamoment,hewenton,hisvoiceoddlysolemn:"Itlookslikeawallofradiowavesjammingtheair,andwecan’tgetthroughit,wecan’ttouchit,wecan’tbreakit...What’smore,wecan’tlocateitssource,notbyanyofourusualmethods...
Thosewavesseemtocomefromatransmitterthat...thatmakesanyknowntouslooklikeachild’stoy!"
"Butthat’snotpossible!"ThecrycamefrombehindMr.Thompsonandtheyallwhirledinitsdirection,startledbyitsnoteofpeculiarterror;itcamefromDr.Stadler."There’snosuchthing!There’snobodyonearthtomakeit!"
Thechiefengineerspreadhishandsout."That’sit,Dr.
