Brooke

"The boss must have his little way until he was ready to talk real business. Brooke knew him for a great man who probably would not be so great were he not particular over small things. He could not stand the sight of a leaky bucket. He was so capable he could see waste at a glance, he thought the other fellow a fool if he could not see waste for himself. He would pick up a discarded length of pencil, sharpen it, and put it away for future use. He could not bear to see a jam-tin thrown away that still had jam in it, yet he never questioned the ration bill on any station. More than that, he always insisted on good food."

"The boss must have his little way until he was ready to talk real business. Brooke knew him for a great man who probably would not be so great were he not particular over small things. He could not stand the sight of a leaky bucket. He was so capable he could see waste at a glance, he thought the other fellow a fool if he could not see waste for himself. He would pick up a discarded length of pencil, sharpen it, and put it away for future use. He could not bear to see a jam-tin thrown away that still had jam in it, yet he never questioned the ration bill on any station. More than that, he always insisted on good food."