He was shuddering at the depths of depravity which it revealed, when the door opened and John came in. Mr. Carmody beheld him and shuddered. John—he could tell it by his eye—was planning another bad dent in the budget.
"Oh, Uncle Lester," said John.
"Well?" said Mr. Carmody hopelessly.
"I think we ought to have some new Alpha Separators."
"What?"
"Alpha Separators."
"Why?"
"We need them."
"Why?"
"The old ones are past their work."