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"You're an American, aren't you?"

"I am, sir It is not that It iss that I--" His face worked He had

dropped back to the old idiole to

abandon it "It iss that I am a German, also I have people there, in

the war To make shells to kill them--no"

"He is deter

with hiue with a Ger like sympathy for the man

"I understand how you feel, Klein," he observed "But of course you

knohether you go or stay, the shells will be ood position"

"I'll try to get another"

The prospective loss of Klein was a rather serious one Clayton, seated

behind his great desk, eyed hie in the wage scale, with bonuses to all foremen and

rollers He knew Klein's pride in the rowth that was about to be developed But the boss roller res were to be, but it was not

necessary that he assist Gerainst the

deterued in vain When,

ten minutes later, he went into the conference room, followed by a

secretary with a sheaf of papers, thein his mind Klein's last words