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result would turn out to be what it had been every year since 1871: a normal profit.
The second year that I spent at the factory saw the rupture of this reassuring tradition. That year the nearer the hour of the decisive addition came, the clearer it became that the final result would be bad. When it was known, there was no escaping the fact that the year had been disastrous. This was serious. To have worked hard only to find oneself impoverished would have seemed painful enough in itself, but my father's real anguish was for the future of the firm. A mill that does not make a profit moves rapidly toward its death. What sickness had attacked ours? What cancer was gnawing at it? `The gentlemen' had a clear conscience. They had done their best. There had been no shirking, no extravagant expenditures. The thing that had betrayed them was Style. The fine black cloth, these woollens of uniform colour, at which they were past masters, were being more and more neglected. If they were losing money, it was because their gross business was diminishing while the operating costs remained the same. For several years Edmond had been saying to them in his Friday reports:
`If we persist in refusing to make fancy cloth, I will not be responsible for maintaining our volume of sales ...'
At first `the Uncles' shrugged their shoulders. Patterns were not their stock in trade:
`A little flower, more or less red or more or less green . . .' Monsieur Henry would say disgustedly. `Is that what you want us to make? No! We are manufacturers of Blacks ... Each to his trade.'
But the disastrous inventory called for heroic measures. It was decided that a department of design should be created, that a certain specialist, Monsieur Denis, should be engaged to manage it and that I should be put with him to learn this new trade.
Monsieur Denis was a big fellow, elegant, nonchalant, indifferent; he smoked cigarettes all day long and wore a flower in his buttonhole. `A flower! ... In the office! ...' said Monsieur Henry with indignant contempt.
Monsieur Denis came from the Breton Mill in Louviers, a little town near Elbeuf, and would have been able to teach us their secrets if he had known them. As a matter of fact he knew nothing. The real creator of designs in the Breton Mill was Monsieur Breton himself, and we were

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