Which
window did you say was Borland's? I wish you'd step to the other
window and raise it, so that I can be sure. I don't want to go
wandering all over the works looking for him."
"Yes," the doctor said as he went, leaving him standing beside the
window from which he had been directing us, "yes, you surely
should see Mr. Borland. And don't forget that young chemist of
his, Lathrop, either, If I can be of any more help to you, come
back again."
It was a long walk through the village and factory yards to the
office of Lewis Borland, but we were amply repaid by finding him
in and ready to see us. Borland was a typical Yankee, tall, thin,
evidently predisposed to indigestion, a man of tremendous mental
and nervous energy and with a hidden wiry strength.
"Mr. Borland," introduced Kennedy, changing his tactics and
adopting a new role, "I've come down to you as an authority on
rubber to ask you what your opinion is regarding the invention of
a townsman of yours named Cushing."
"Cushing?" repeated Borland in some surprise.
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