It's a shame to permit his life work and his plans for the university to be demolished.

In your place I'd not permit it." Arthur slowly flushed.

Without looking at Whitney, he said: "I don't see how I could prevent it." Whitney studied his flushed face, his lowered eyes, reflected carefully on the longing note in the voice in which he had made that statement, a note that changed it to a question.

"Control could be got only by ownership," explained he.

"If I were sure you were working with a definite, practical purpose really to secure the future of the company, I'd go heartily into your assessment plan.