In a week Winthrop was no longer dog-tired when he got home at night. There was much laughter in the Winthrop household, much reading and playing games and telling stories. They even watched the TV screen now and then; somehow it no longer seemed so fruitless. The monotony of Standard Fare was broken; the head of the house was working steadily. It was now possible to plan ahead for a variety of meals, and that made it easier to wait when there was nothing to eat but Standard Fare. Winthrop developed skill and speed at locating and tightening the nuts. He soon covered in a day a larger area than any other man, and the chief told him that he was his best man. Winthrop came to share the pride and sense of responsibility that all the other tighteners felt. They were a select group, and they knew it; all the others looked up to them. It was after dinner one night that Winthrop sat back, hooked his thumbs in the armholes of his shirt, and watched Ann and Davy finish the half-dozen peas. They looked at him and smiled, and his heart warmed. "You know," he said, "I think I'll visit John Barlow for a few minutes. I haven't seen him since he gave up his store. Do you mind, dear?" Ann shook her head. "No, you run along. I'll play with Davy for a while and then put him to bed. Don't stay too long." Barlow answered Winthrop's knock. "Well, Jeremiah. Come in, man, come in." Winthrop walked in and the two men stood looking at each other. Winthrop was surprised at how well Barlow looked, and he said so. Barlow laughed. "Yes, the last time we met I was pretty far down in the dumps, I guess. But I'm working, Jeremiah. I'm actually working. Important work, too!" His enthusiasm was infectious and Winthrop found himself laughing. "I'm glad for you, John. And I know how you feel, because I'm working too." Barlow stepped forward and wrung his hand. "That's fine, man, fine! Government, I guess, just like mine. It isn't so bad, is it? Not nearly as bad as we thought. Good steady important work makes a man feel like it's worth living." Helen Barlow came out of the other room. "Why, Jeremiah. I didn't know you were here. How nice to see you." "Yes, and he's working," said Barlow. "Oh, I'm so happy for you, Jeremiah. Congratulations. And that reminds me, John." She turned to her husband. "You have to get ready to go to work. You know how long it takes to get there even though it's in the building." "Right. I'll get ready. Jeremiah, I'm sorry that I have to go, but why don't you stay?" "No, John. I just stopped in to say hello. You come up and see us real soon." "I certainly will." There was an exchange of good-byes, and Winthrop left. Barlow went into the other room and came out immediately with his wrench. He waved it playfully at his wife. "Got to go," he said. "The loosening crew won't wait." And he blew a kiss at his wife and went off to work. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Good Work, by Theodore L. Thomas