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The Sacred and the Profane
Vice-President?"
"AtranscontinentaltrackofReardenMetal."
"Howsoondoyouwantit?"
"Tomorrowmorning.ThreeyearsfromnowiswhenI’llgetit."
"Thinkyoucandoitinthreeyears?"
"IftheJohnGalt...iftheRioNorteLinedoesaswellasit’sdoingnow."
"It’sgoingtodobetter.That’sonlythebeginning."
"Ihaveaninstallmentplanmadeout.Asthemoneycomesin,I’mgoingtostarttearingupthemaintrack,onedivisionatatime,andreplacingitwithReardenMetalrail."
"Okay.Anytimeyouwishtostart."
"I’llkeepmovingtheoldrailtothebranchlines—theywon’tlastmuchlonger,ifIdon’t.Inthreeyears,you’llrideonyourownMetalintoSanFrancisco,ifsomebodywantstogiveyouabanquetthere."
"Inthreeyears,I’llhavemillspouringReardenMetalinColorado,inMichiganandinIdaho.That’smyinstallmentplan."
"Yourownmills?Branches?"
"Uh-huh."
"WhatabouttheEqualizationofOpportunityBill?"
"Youdon’tthinkit’sgoingtoexistthreeyearsfromnow,doyou?
We’vegiventhemsuchademonstrationthatallthatrotisgoingtobesweptaway.Thewholecountryiswithus.