Mrs. Dibbott's eyebrows went up, then she leaned over and patted his
hand. "Whoever it is you'll knock him out. Sorry I did make a fool of
myself, but it's my fixed belief that you come first with Elsie, though
perhaps she doesn't know it."
Belding laughed in spite of himself. "She certainly doesn't know it
yet."
"Now tell me about the iron works."
"It will be a couple of years before they are finished." Belding's
brain began to throb once more. In imagination he was putting up blast
furnaces.
"It will mean a good deal for the town, won't it?"