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Wyatt’s torch
Westartedrightinmanufacturingtheparticulartypeofmotorthathadbeenhisbiggestmoney-makerforyears.AndthensomenewcomernobodyeverheardofopenedatwobitfactorydowninColorado,bythenameofNielsenMotors,andputoutanewmotorofthesameclassastheStarnesmodel,athalftheprice!Wecouldn’thelpthat,couldwe?ItwasallrightforJedStarnes,nodestructivecompetitorhappenedtocomeupinhistime,butwhatwerewetodo?HowcouldwefightthisNielsen,whennobodyhadgivenusamotortocompetewithhis?"
"DidyoutakeovertheStarnesresearchlaboratory?"
"Yes,yes,itwasthere.Everythingwasthere."
"Hisstaff,too?"
"Oh,someofthem.Alotofthemhadgonewhilethefactorywasclosed."
"Hisresearchstaff?"
"Theyweregone."
"Didyouhireanyresearchmenofyourown?"
"Yes,yes,some—butletmetellyou,Ididn’thavemuchmoneytospendonsuchthingsaslaboratories,whenIneverhadenoughfundstogivemeabreathingspell.Icouldn’tevenpaythebillsIowedfortheabsolutelyessentialmodernizingandredecoratingwhichI’dhadtodo—thatfactorywasdisgracefullyold-fashionedfromthestandpointofhumanefficiency.Theexecutiveofficeshadbareplasterwallsandadinkylittlewashroom.Anymodernpsychologistwilltellyouthatnobodycoulddohisbestinsuchdepressingsurroundings.