Атлант расправил плечи
In the Name of the Best among us
"No!"criedEddie,clutchingthemetalrungasifhewantedhishandtogrowfasttoit.
Thebarkershrugged."Well,it’syourfuneral!"
"Whichwayareyougoing?"askedtheengineer,notlookingatEddie.
"Justgoing,brother!Justlookingforsomeplacetostop...somewhere.We’refromImperialValley,California.The‘People’sParty’crowdgrabbedthecropsandanyfoodwehadinthecellars.Hoarding,theycalledit.Sowejustpickedupandwent.Gottotravelbynight,onaccountoftheWashingtoncrowd...We’rejustlookingforsomeplacetolive...You’rewelcometocomealong,buddy,ifyou’vegotnohome—orelsewecandropyouoffclosertosometownoranother."
Themenofthatcaravan—thoughtEddieindifferently—lookedtoomean-mindedtobecomethefoundersofasecret,freesettlement,andnotmean-mindedenoughtobecomeagangofraiders;theyhadnomoredestinationtofindthanthemotionlessbeamoftheheadlight;and,likethatbeam,theywoulddissolvesomewhereintheemptystretchesofthecountry.
Hestayedontheladder,lookingupatthebeam.HedidnotwatchwhilethelastmenevertoridetheTaggartCometweretransferredtothecoveredwagons.
Theconductorwentlast."Mr.Willers!"hecalleddesperately.
"Comealong!"
"No,"saidEddie.
