CHAPTER LXV 
THE END OF THE THIRD YEAR 
« Potty,” said I, on the evening of Decem- 
ber 31, “let’s settle the accounts for the year, 
and see how much we must credit to ‘experi- 
ence’ to make the figures balance.” 
« Aren’t you going to credit anything to health, 
and good times generally? If not, you don’t 
play fair.” 
« We'll keep those things in reserve, to spring 
on the enemy at a critical moment; perhaps 
they won’t be needed.” 
«I fancy you will have to bring all your re- 
serves into action this time, Mr. Headman, for 
you promised to make a good showing at the 
end of the third year.” 
«Well, so I will; at least, according to my 
own estimate; but others may not see it as 
I do.” 
«Don’t let others see it at all, then. The ex- 
periment is yours, isn’t it?” 
«Yes, for us; but it’s more than a personal 
matter. I want to prove that a factory farm is 
sound in theory and safe in practice, and that it 
will fit the needs of a whole lot of farmers.” 
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