That's all very well.

Maybe it would, and then, again, maybe it wouldn't." But when the foreman had left him, Annixter could not forbear a growl of satisfaction.

It could not be denied that the barn was superb, monumental even.

Almost any one of the other barns in the county could be swung, bird-cage fashion, inside of it, with room to spare.

In every sense, the barn was precisely what Annixter had hoped of it.