HOW PORCELAIN IS MADE
We'll go to the slip-house first where the clay bins are," Mr. Marwood said to Theo, "that you may start at the very beginning of things. That is where the cars run in and unload the raw material."
They walked down a long corridor and rang for the elevator.
As the car shot to the basement Theo noticed a change in the appearance of the factory. On every floor they passed there was a hum of machinery and a glimpse of endless rows of china dishes; they stood on shelves; they covered tables; they were stacked one within another upon long counters.
"Some dishes, eh?" Mr. Marwood laughed, reading the boy's thought.
"I never saw so many in my life!"
"You will see many more before you are through," remarked his companion.
The elevator brought up with a jerk.
"Here we are!" exclaimed Mr. Marwood. "At least this is our way into the slip-house."
He led Theo through a passage and across a court into the adjoining building.