He got into his car and sat with his fingers on the electric
starter.
Martin! Old Friend! Eight days were still left before the Committee met
again, eight days for golden kindness. He would distress Martin by no
clumsy confession. He would just make her happy as she loved to be made
happy.... Nevertheless. Nevertheless....
Was it Martin who failed him or he who failed Martin?
Incessant and insoluble dispute. Well, the thing now was to go to
Martin.... And then the work!
He laughed suddenly.
"I'll take it out of the damned Commission. I'll make old Rumford Brown
sit up."
He was astonished to find himself thinking of the affairs of the
Commission with a lively interest and no trace of fatigue. He had
had his change; he had taken his rest; he was equal to his task again
already. He started his engine and steered his way past a van and a
waiting cab.
"Fuel," he said.
CHAPTER THE NINTH
THE LAST DAYS OF SIR RICHMOND HARDY
Section 1
The Majority and Minority Reports of the Fuel Commission were received
on their first publication with much heat and disputation, but there is
already a fairly general agreement that they are great and significant
documents, broadly conceived and historically important. They do lift
the questions of fuel supply and distribution high above the level of
parochial jealousies and above the petty and destructive profiteering of
private owners and traders, to a view of a general human welfare.
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