Атлант расправил плечи
The John Galt line
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Thesummersunmadeblotchesoffireonthewindowsofthecity,andglitteringsparksinthedustofthestreets.Columnsofheatshimmeredthroughtheair,risingfromtheroofstothewhitepageofthecalendar.Thecalendar’smotorranon,markingoffthelastdaysofJune.
"Itwon’tstand,"peoplesaid."WhentheyrunthefirsttrainontheJohnGaltLine,therailwillsplit.They’llnevergettothebridge.Iftheydo,thebridgewillcollapseundertheengine."
FromtheslopesofColorado,freighttrainsrolleddownthetrackofthePhoenix-Durango,northtoWyomingandthemainlineofTaggartTranscontinental,southtoNewMexicoandthemainlineoftheAtlanticSouthern.StringsoftankcarswentradiatinginalldirectionsfromtheWyattoilfieldstoindustriesindistantstates.Noonespokeaboutthem.Totheknowledgeofthepublic,thetanktrainsmovedassilentlyasraysand,asrays,theywerenoticedonlywhentheybecamethelightofelectriclamps,theheatoffurnaces,themovementofmotors;butassuch,theywerenotnoticed,theyweretakenforgranted.
ThePhoenix-DurangoRailroadwastoendoperationsonJuly25.
"HankReardenisagreedymonster,"peoplesaid."Lookatthefortunehe’smade.Hasheevergivenanythinginreturn?Hasheevershownanysignofsocialconscience?Money,that’sallhe’safter.He’lldoanythingformoney.
