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"
Oh
,
Calvin
Atwood
of
the
Atwood
Light
and
Power
Company
of
New
York
City
is
making
the
shoes
.
Besides
,
my
profession
is
one
of
the
oldest
and
most
immediately
needed
anywhere
.
Still
,
I
had
to
fight
for
it
.
I
had
to
ruin
a
competitor
,
first
.
"
"
What
?
"
He
grinned
and
pointed
to
the
glass
door
of
a
sun
-
flooded
room
.
"
There
’
s
my
ruined
competitor
,
"
he
said
.
She
saw
a
young
man
bent
over
a
long
table
,
working
on
a
complex
model
for
the
mold
of
a
drill
head
.
He
had
the
slender
,
powerful
hands
of
a
concert
pianist
and
the
grim
face
of
a
surgeon
concentrating
on
his
task
.
"
He
’
s
a
sculptor
,
"
said
Stockton
.
"
When
I
came
here
,
he
and
his
partner
had
a
sort
of
combination
hand
-
forge
and
repair
shop
.
I
opened
a
real
foundry
,
and
took
all
their
customers
away
from
them
.
The
boy
couldn
’
t
do
the
kind
of
job
I
did
,
it
was
only
a
part
-
time
business
for
him
,
anyway
—
sculpture
is
his
real
business
—
so
he
came
to
work
for
me
.
He
’
s
making
more
money
now
,
in
shorter
hours
,
than
he
used
to
make
in
his
own
foundry
.
His
partner
was
a
chemist
,
so
he
went
into
agriculture
and
he
’
s
produced
a
chemical
fertilizer
that
’
s
doubled
some
of
the
crops
around
here
—
did
you
mention
potatoes
?
—
potatoes
,
in
particular
.
"
"
Then
somebody
could
put
you
out
of
business
,
too
?
"
"
Sure
.
Any
time
.
I
know
one
man
who
could
and
probably
will
,
when
he
gets
here
.
But
,
boy
!
—
I
’
d
work
for
him
as
a
cinder
sweeper
.
He
’
d
blast
through
this
valley
like
a
rocket
.
He
’
d
triple
everybody
’
s
production
.
"
"
Who
’
s
that
?
"
