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He
knew
that
the
specific
reason
behind
the
Plan
was
Orren
Boyle
;
he
knew
that
the
working
of
an
intricate
mechanism
,
operated
by
pull
,
threat
,
pressure
,
blackmail
—
a
mechanism
like
an
irrational
adding
machine
run
amuck
and
throwing
up
any
chance
sum
at
the
whim
of
any
moment
—
had
happened
to
add
up
to
Boyle
’
s
pressure
upon
these
men
to
extort
for
him
this
last
piece
of
plunder
.
He
knew
also
that
Boyle
was
not
the
cause
of
it
or
the
essential
to
consider
,
that
Boyle
was
only
a
chance
rider
,
not
the
builder
,
of
the
infernal
machine
that
had
destroyed
the
world
,
that
it
was
not
Boyle
who
had
made
it
possible
,
nor
any
of
the
men
in
this
room
.
They
,
too
,
were
only
riders
on
a
machine
without
a
driver
,
they
were
trembling
hitchhikers
who
knew
that
their
vehicle
was
about
to
crash
into
its
final
abyss
—
and
it
was
not
love
or
fear
of
Boyle
that
made
them
cling
to
their
course
and
press
on
toward
their
end
,
it
was
something
else
,
it
was
some
one
nameless
element
which
they
knew
and
evaded
knowing
,
something
which
was
neither
thought
nor
hope
,
something
he
identified
only
as
a
certain
look
in
their
faces
,
a
furtive
look
saying
:
I
can
get
away
with
it
.
Why
?
—
he
thought
.
Why
do
they
think
they
can
?
"
We
can
’
t
afford
any
theories
!
"
cried
Wesley
Mouch
.
"
We
’
ve
got
to
act
!
"
"
Well
,
then
,
I
’
ll
offer
you
another
solution
.
Why
don
’
t
you
take
over
my
mills
and
be
done
with
it
?
"
The
jolt
that
shook
them
was
genuine
terror
.
"
Oh
no
!
"
gasped
Mouch
.
"
We
wouldn
’
t
think
of
it
!
"
cried
Holloway
.
"
We
stand
for
free
enterprise
!
"
cried
Dr
.
Ferris
.
"
We
don
’
t
want
to
harm
you
!
"
cried
Lawson
.
"
We
’
re
your
friends
,
Mr
.
Rearden
.
Can
’
t
we
all
work
together
?
We
’
re
your
friends
.
"
