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"
Our
Plan
is
really
very
simple
,
"
said
Tinky
Holloway
,
striving
to
prove
it
by
the
gaily
bouncing
simplicity
of
his
voice
.
"
We
’
ll
lift
all
restrictions
from
the
production
of
steel
and
every
company
will
produce
all
it
can
,
according
to
its
ability
.
But
to
avoid
the
waste
and
danger
of
dog
-
eat
-
dog
competition
,
all
the
companies
will
deposit
their
gross
earnings
into
a
common
pool
,
to
be
known
as
the
Steel
Unification
Pool
,
in
charge
of
a
special
Board
.
At
the
end
of
the
year
,
the
Board
will
distribute
these
earnings
by
totaling
the
nation
’
s
steel
output
and
dividing
it
by
the
number
of
open
-
hearth
furnaces
in
existence
,
thus
arriving
at
an
average
which
will
be
fair
to
all
—
and
every
company
will
be
paid
according
to
its
need
.
The
preservation
of
its
furnaces
being
its
basic
need
,
every
company
will
be
paid
according
to
the
number
of
furnaces
it
owns
.
"
He
stopped
,
waited
,
then
added
,
"
That
’
s
it
,
Mr
.
Rearden
,
"
and
getting
no
answer
,
said
,
"
Oh
,
there
’
s
a
lot
of
wrinkles
to
be
ironed
out
,
but
.
.
.
but
that
’
s
it
.
"
Whatever
reaction
they
had
expected
,
it
was
not
the
one
they
saw
.
Rearden
leaned
back
in
his
chair
,
his
eyes
attentive
,
but
fixed
on
space
,
as
if
looking
at
a
not
too
distant
distance
,
then
he
asked
,
with
an
odd
note
of
quietly
impersonal
amusement
,
"
Will
you
tell
me
just
one
thing
,
boys
:
what
is
it
you
’
re
counting
on
?
"
He
knew
that
they
understood
.
He
saw
,
on
their
faces
,
that
stubbornly
evasive
look
which
he
had
once
thought
to
be
the
look
of
a
liar
cheating
a
victim
,
but
which
he
now
knew
to
be
worse
:
the
look
of
a
man
cheating
himself
of
his
own
consciousness
.
They
did
not
answer
.
They
remained
silent
,
as
if
struggling
,
not
to
make
him
forget
his
question
,
but
to
make
themselves
forget
that
they
had
heard
it
.
"
It
’
s
a
sound
,
practical
Plan
!
"
snapped
James
Taggart
unexpectedly
,
with
an
angry
edge
of
sudden
animation
in
his
voice
.
"
It
will
work
!
It
has
to
work
!
We
want
it
to
work
!
"
No
one
answered
him
.
"
Mr
.
Rearden
.
.
.
?
"
said
Holloway
timidly
.
