They returned to Ironsyde's plans.
"And when d'you weigh in?" queried his friend.
"That's the point. That's why I invited myself to lunch. Daniel doesn't want me in the office at Bridport; he wants me here—at Bridetown—so that I can mess about in the works and see a lot of John Best, the foreman, and learn all the practical side of the business. It seems rather footling work for a man, but he did it; and he says the first thing is to get a personal understanding of the processes and all that. Of course I've always been keen on machinery."
"Good, then we shall see something of each other."
"That's what I want—more than you do, very likely. The idea was that
I went to Uncle Ernest, who is willing to let me have a room at 'The
Magnolias' and live with him for a year, which is the time Daniel wants
me to be here; but I couldn't stick Churchouse for a year."
"Naturally."
"So what do you say? Are you game for a paying guest? You've got tons of room and I shouldn't be in the way."
"How lovely!" cried Estelle. "Do come!"
Arthur Waldron was quietly gratified.
"I'm sure I should be delighted to have a pal in the house—a kindred spirit, who understands sport. By all means come," he said.