Атлант расправил плечи
The Generator
"I’lltouchanythingIplease!Don’tyoutell-mewhattodo!"
"Getawayfromthatpanel!Getoutofhere!Thisismine!Doyouunderstand?It’smyproperty!"
"Property?Huh!"Meigsgaveabriefbarkthatwasachuckle.
"Iinventedit!Icreatedit!Imadeitpossible!"
"Youdid?Well,manythanks,Doc.Manythanks,butwedon’tneedyouanylonger.We’vegotourownmechanics."
"HaveyouanyideawhatIhadtoknowinordertomakeitpossible?
Youcouldn’tthinkofasingletubeofit!Notasinglebolt!"
Meigsshrugged."Maybenot."
"Thenhowdareyouthinkthatyoucanownit?Howdareyoucomehere?Whatclaimdoyouhavetoit?"
Meigspattedhisholster."This."
"Listen,youdrunkenlout!"criedDr.Stadler."Doyouknowwhatyou’replayingwith?"
"Don’tyoutalktomelikethat,youoldfool!Whoareyoutotalktomelikethat?Icanbreakyourneckwithmybarehands!Don’tyouknowwhoIam?"
"You’reascaredthugwayoutofhisdepth!"
"Oh,Iam,amI?I’mtheBoss!I’mtheBossandI’mnotgoingtobestoppedbyanoldscarecrowlikeyou!Getoutofhere!"
Theystoodstaringateachotherforamoment,bythepaneloftheXylophone,bothcorneredbyterror.TheunadmittedrootofDr.