Every
dollar we put down has got to bring another in."
"But," said Winston, "I don't know anything about milling."
"Then," said Graham dryly, "You have got to learn. A good many men
have got quite rich in this country running things they didn't know
much about when they took hold of them."
"There's one more point," said Winston. "I must make those thirty
thousand dollars soon or they'll be no great use to me, and when I have
them I may want to leave you."
"That's all right," said Graham. "By the time you've done it, you'll
have made sixty for me. We'll go out and have some lunch to clinch the
deal if you're ready."
It might have appeared unusual in England, but it was much less so in a
country where the specialization of professions is still almost
unknown, and the man who can adapt himself attains ascendency, and on
the morrow Winston arrived at a big wooden building beside a
pine-shrouded river. It appeared falling to pieces, and the engineer
looked disdainfully at some of the machinery, but, somewhat against his
wishes, he sat up with his companion most of the night in a little log
hotel, and orders that occasioned one of Graham's associates
consternation were mailed to the city next morning. Then machines came
out by the carload, and men with tools in droves. Some of them
murmured mutinously when they found they were expected to do as much as
their leader, who was not a tradesman, but these were forth-with sent
back again, and the rest were willing to stay and earn the premium he
promised them for rapid work.
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