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Dagny
,
learn
to
understand
the
nature
of
your
own
power
and
you
’
ll
understand
the
paradox
you
now
see
around
you
.
You
do
not
have
to
depend
on
any
material
possessions
,
they
depend
on
you
,
you
create
them
,
you
own
the
one
and
only
tool
of
production
.
Wherever
you
are
,
you
will
always
be
able
to
produce
.
But
the
looters
—
by
their
own
stated
theory
—
are
in
desperate
,
permanent
,
congenital
need
and
at
the
blind
mercy
of
matter
.
Why
don
’
t
you
take
them
at
their
word
?
They
need
railroads
,
factories
,
mines
,
motors
,
which
they
cannot
make
or
run
.
Of
what
use
will
your
railroad
be
to
them
without
you
?
Who
held
it
together
?
Who
kept
it
alive
?
Who
saved
it
,
time
and
time
again
?
Was
it
your
brother
James
?
Who
fed
him
?
Who
fed
the
looters
?
Who
produced
their
weapons
?
Who
gave
them
the
means
to
enslave
you
?
The
impossible
spectacle
of
shabby
little
incompetents
holding
control
over
the
products
of
genius
—
who
made
it
possible
?
Who
supported
your
enemies
,
who
forged
your
chains
,
who
destroyed
your
achievement
?
"
The
motion
that
threw
her
upright
was
like
a
silent
cry
.
He
shot
to
his
feet
with
the
stored
abruptness
of
a
spring
uncoiling
,
his
voice
driving
on
in
merciless
triumph
:
"
You
’
re
beginning
to
see
,
aren
’
t
you
?
Dagny
!
Leave
them
the
carcass
of
that
railroad
,
leave
them
all
the
rusted
rails
and
rotted
ties
and
gutted
engines
—
but
don
’
t
leave
them
your
mind
!
Don
’
t
leave
them
your
mind
!
The
fate
of
the
world
rests
on
that
decision
!
"
"
Ladies
and
gentlemen
,
"
said
the
panic
-
pregnant
voice
of
a
radio
announcer
,
breaking
off
the
chords
of
the
symphony
,
"
we
interrupt
this
broadcast
to
bring
you
a
special
news
bulletin
.
The
greatest
disaster
in
railroad
history
occurred
in
the
early
hours
of
the
morning
on
the
main
line
of
Taggart
Transcontinental
,
at
Winston
,
Colorado
,
demolishing
the
famous
Taggart
Tunnel
!
"
Her
scream
sounded
like
the
screams
that
had
rung
out
in
the
one
last
moment
in
the
darkness
of
the
tunnel
.
Its
sound
remained
with
him
through
the
rest
of
the
broadcast
—
as
they
both
ran
to
the
radio
in
the
cabin
and
stood
,
in
equal
terror
,
her
eyes
staring
at
the
radio
,
his
eyes
watching
her
face
.
"
The
details
of
the
story
were
obtained
from
Luke
Beal
,
fireman
of
the
Taggart
luxury
main
liner
,
the
Comet
,
who
was
found
unconscious
at
the
western
portal
of
the
tunnel
this
morning
,
and
who
appears
to
be
the
sole
survivor
of
the
catastrophe
.
Through
some
astounding
infraction
of
safety
rules
—
in
circumstances
not
yet
fully
established
—
the
Comet
,
westbound
for
San
Francisco
,
was
sent
into
the
tunnel
with
a
coal
-
burning
steam
locomotive
.
The
Taggart
Tunnel
,
an
eight
-
mile
bore
,
cut
through
the
summit
of
the
Rocky
Mountains
and
regarded
as
an
engineering
achievement
not
to
be
equaled
in
our
time
,
was
built
by
the
grandson
of
Nathaniel
Taggart
,
in
the
great
age
of
the
clean
,
smokeless
Diesel
-
electric
engine
.
The
tunnel
’
s
ventilation
system
was
not
designed
to
provide
for
the
heavy
smoke
and
fumes
of
coal
-
burning
locomotives
—
and
it
was
known
to
every
railroad
employee
in
the
district
that
to
send
a
train
into
the
tunnel
with
such
a
locomotive
would
mean
death
by
suffocation
for
everyone
aboard
.
The
Comet
,
none
the
less
,
was
so
ordered
to
proceed
.
According
to
Fireman
Beal
,
the
effects
of
the
fumes
began
to
be
felt
when
the
train
was
about
three
miles
inside
the
tunnel
.
Engineer
Joseph
Scott
threw
the
throttle
wide
open
,
in
a
desperate
attempt
to
gain
speed
,
but
the
old
,
worn
engine
was
inadequate
for
the
weight
of
the
long
train
and
the
rising
grade
of
the
track
.
Struggling
through
the
thickening
fumes
,
engineer
and
fireman
had
barely
managed
to
force
the
leaking
steam
boilers
up
to
a
speed
of
forty
miles
per
hour
—
when
some
passenger
,
prompted
undoubtedly
by
the
panic
of
choking
,
pulled
the
emergency
brake
cord
.
The
sudden
jolt
of
the
stop
apparently
broke
the
engine
’
s
airhose
,
for
the
train
could
not
be
started
again
.
There
were
screams
coming
from
the
cars
.
Passengers
were
breaking
windows
.
Engineer
Scott
struggled
frantically
to
make
the
engine
start
,
but
collapsed
at
the
throttle
,
overcome
by
the
fumes
.
Fireman
Beal
leaped
from
the
engine
and
ran
.
