"You don't sound particularly enthusiastic," Fenger said,
when they had finished, "considering that you've
accomplished what you set out to do."

"That's just it," quickly. "I like the uncertainty. It was
interesting to deal directly with those people, to stack
one's arguments, and personality, and mentality and power
over theirs, until they had to give way. But after that!
Well, you can't expect me to be vitally interested in gross
lots, and carloads and dating."

"It's part of business."

"It's the part I hate."

Fenger stacked the papers neatly. "You came in June, didn't
you?"

"Yes."

"It has been a remarkable eight-months' record, even at
Haynes-Cooper's, where records are the rule. Have you been
through the plant since the time you first went through?"

"Through it! Goodness, no! It would take a day."

"Then I wish you'd take it. I like to have the heads of
departments go through the plant at least twice a year.
You'll find the fourteenth floor has been cleared and is
being used entirely by the selectors. The manufacturers'