As Scarborough uttered those last words he halted.

He eyed his tranquil fellow-trustee, then seated himself, and said, with not a trace of his recent fury: "You must know, Scarborough, the mills have no future.

I hadn't the heart to say so before Dr.Hargrave.But I supposed you were reading the signs right.

The plain truth is, this is no longer a good location for the flour industry." Scarborough waited before replying; when he did speak his tones were deliberate and suggestive of strong emotion well under control.

"True," said he, "not just at present.