human
I wish while we're in New York we could go through your refinery, Dad,
gpt
What set you thinking of that, Bob? he asked.
human
You never were interested in sugar making before.
gpt
I know it, Father. Bob flushed guiltily.
human
I ought to have been. But since we have seen maple-sugar made Van and I thought it would be fun to see the process that white sugar has to go through before it is ready for the market.
gpt
Van thought so, did he?
human
Why, yes, he thought so. I believe, though, it was I who suggested it.
gpt
Humph! murmured Mr. Carlton. He mused a moment.
human
I suppose it would do no harm,
gpt
Harm!
human
No, no! Of course not, interrupted Mr. Carlton hurriedly.
gpt
The process is an open secret anyway, except perhaps--Oh, I guess it would be all right.
human
I will arrange for you and Van to go through the works right away, continued Mr. Carlton.
gpt
It simply will be necessary for me to telephone the superintendent and tell him you are coming so he will have some one on hand to explain things to you. This was your scheme, you say?
human
Yes, sir. Why?
gpt
Nothing, nothing,