But at first there seemed nothing to do about it.

He had it on his mind for some days.

It evidently troubled him.

Finally he came to me and said: "That little baker man knows more about baking than oil refining, but I'd feel better if we invited him to join us--I've got him on my conscience." I of course agreed.

He talked to his friend, who said he would gladly sell if we would send an appraiser to value his plant, which we did, and then there arose an unexpected difficulty.