Атлант расправил плечи
In the Name of the Best among us
"Steprightup,folks,steprightup!"thebarkerwasyellingcheerfully.
"We’llmakeroomforeverybody!Abitcrowded,butmoving—betterthanbeinglefthereforcoyotefodder!Thedayoftheironhorseispast!Allwegotisplain,old-fashionedhorse!Slow,butsure!"
EddieWillersclimbedhalfwaydowntheladderonthesideoftheengine,toseethecrowdandtobeheard.Hewavedonearm,hangingontotherungswiththeother."You’renotgoing,areyou?"hecriedtohispassengers."You’renotabandoningtheComet?"
Theydrewalittleawayfromhim,asiftheydidnotwanttolookathimoranswer.Theydidnotwanttohearquestionstheirmindswereincapableofweighing.Hesawtheblindfacesofpanic.
"What’sthematterwiththegrease-monkey?"askedthebarker,pointingatEddie.
"Mr.Willers,"saidtheconductorsoftly,"it’snouse..."
"Don’tabandontheComet!"criedEddieWillers."Don’tletitgo!OhGod,don’tletitgo!"
"Areyoucrazy?"criedthebarker."You’venoideawhat’sgoingonatyourrailroadstationsandheadquarters!They’rerunningaroundlikeapackofchickenswiththeirheadscutoff!Idon’tthinkthere’sgoingtobearailroadleftinbusinessthissideoftheMississippi,bytomorrowmorning!"
"Bettercomealong,Mr.Willers,"saidtheconductor.
