“She'll take you.”
Mr. Nevin looked relieved. “Come on, Leigh,” he said to Tommy, who thereupon nodded to Bill, said, “So long!” and followed Mr. Nevin.
“I'm glad Bill took to you,” he told Tommy. “He is one of our best mechanics, but he is as crotchety as a genius. He distrusts everybody on general principles.”
“Socialist?” asked Tommy.
“Worse!” said Mr. Nevin.
“Anarchist?”
“Worse!”
“Lunatic?”
“Worse!”
“Philanthropist?”