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"
Did
you
know
any
of
the
people
who
worked
in
the
factory
?
"
"
Certainly
.
I
knew
them
all
.
It
was
men
that
interested
me
,
not
machines
.
I
was
concerned
with
the
human
side
of
industry
,
not
the
cash
register
side
.
"
She
leaned
eagerly
across
the
desk
.
"
Did
you
know
any
of
the
engineers
who
worked
there
?
"
"
The
engineers
?
No
,
no
.
I
was
much
more
democratic
than
that
.
It
’
s
the
real
workers
that
interested
me
.
The
common
men
.
They
all
knew
me
by
sight
.
I
used
to
come
into
the
shops
and
they
would
wave
and
shout
,
‘
Hello
,
Gene
.
’
That
’
s
what
they
called
me
—
Gene
.
But
I
’
m
sure
this
is
of
no
interest
to
you
.
It
’
s
past
history
.
Now
if
you
really
came
to
Washington
in
order
to
talk
to
me
about
your
railroad
"
—
he
straightened
up
briskly
,
the
bomber
-
plane
pose
returning
—
"
I
don
’
t
know
whether
I
can
promise
you
any
special
consideration
,
inasmuch
as
I
must
hold
the
national
welfare
above
any
private
privileges
or
interests
which
—
"
"
I
didn
’
t
come
to
talk
to
you
about
my
railroad
,
"
she
said
,
looking
at
him
in
bewilderment
.
"
I
have
no
desire
to
talk
to
you
about
my
railroad
.
"
"
No
?
"
He
sounded
disappointed
.
"
No
.
I
came
for
information
about
the
motor
factory
.
Could
you
possibly
recall
the
names
of
any
of
the
engineers
who
worked
there
?
"
"
I
don
’
t
believe
I
ever
inquired
about
their
names
.
I
wasn
’
t
concerned
with
the
parasites
of
office
and
laboratory
.
I
was
concerned
with
the
real
workers
—
the
men
of
calloused
hands
who
keep
a
factory
going
.
They
were
my
friends
.
"
"
Can
you
give
me
a
few
of
their
names
?
Any
names
,
of
anyone
who
worked
there
?
"
