He doesn't approve of a bargain if
the other side sees a profit. Curiously enough, his
foremen and people out in Chiswick are all for it. I was
talking to one of them just before I left--'Stands to
reason, sir,' he said, 'we don't want to pay more for a
loaf than we do now. But we'll do it, sir, if it means
downing them Germans; he said."
Lorne's eyebrows half-perceptibly twitched. "They do
'sir' you a lot over there, don't they?" he said. "It
was as much as I could do to get at what a fellow of that
sort meant, tumbling over the 'sirs' he propped it up
with. Well, all kinds of people, all kinds of argument,
I suppose, when it comes to trying to get 'em solid! But
I was going to say we are all hoping you'll give us a
part of your time while you're in Elgin. My family are
looking forward to meeting you. Come along and let me
introduce you to my father now--he's only round the
corner."
"By all means!" said Hesketh, and they fell into step
together. As Lorne said, it was only a short distance,
but far enough to communicate a briskness, an alertness,
from the step of one young man to that of the other. "I
wish it were five miles," Hesketh said, all his stall-fed
muscles responding to the new call of his heart and lungs.
"Any good walks about here? I asked Emmett, but he didn't
know--supposed you could walk to Clayfield if you didn't
take the car.
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