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"
What
people
?
The
people
to
whom
you
’
re
going
to
feed
the
last
of
Rearden
Steel
,
without
getting
anything
in
return
?
The
people
who
’
ll
go
on
consuming
more
than
they
produce
?
"
"
Conditions
will
change
.
"
"
Who
’
ll
change
them
?
"
There
was
no
answer
.
"
Have
you
anything
left
to
loot
?
If
you
didn
’
t
see
the
nature
of
your
policy
before
—
it
’
s
not
possible
that
you
don
’
t
see
it
now
.
Look
around
you
.
All
those
damned
People
’
s
States
all
over
the
earth
have
been
existing
only
on
the
handouts
which
you
squeezed
for
them
out
of
this
country
.
But
you
—
you
have
no
place
left
to
sponge
on
or
mooch
from
.
No
country
on
the
face
of
the
globe
.
This
was
the
greatest
and
last
.
You
’
ve
drained
it
.
You
’
ve
milked
it
dry
.
Of
all
that
irretrievable
splendor
,
I
’
m
only
one
remnant
,
the
last
.
What
will
you
do
,
you
and
your
People
’
s
Globe
,
after
you
’
ve
finished
me
?
What
are
you
hoping
for
?
What
do
you
see
ahead
—
except
plain
,
stark
,
animal
starvation
?
"
They
did
not
answer
.
They
did
not
look
at
him
.
Their
faces
wore
expressions
of
stubborn
resentment
,
as
if
his
were
the
plea
of
a
liar
.
Then
Lawson
said
softly
,
half
in
reproach
,
half
in
scorn
,
"
Well
,
after
all
,
you
businessmen
have
kept
predicting
disasters
for
years
,
you
’
ve
cried
catastrophe
at
every
progressive
measure
and
told
us
that
we
’
ll
perish
—
but
we
haven
’
t
.
"
He
started
a
smile
,
but
drew
back
from
the
sudden
intensity
of
Rearden
’
s
eyes
.
Rearden
had
felt
another
click
in
his
mind
,
the
sharper
click
of
the
second
tumbrel
connecting
the
circuits
of
the
lock
.
He
leaned
forward
.
"
What
are
you
counting
on
?
"
he
asked
;
his
tone
had
changed
,
it
was
low
,
it
had
the
steady
,
pressing
,
droning
sound
of
a
drill
.
