And if I'd used the other half barrel instead of this five-gallon keg for a start-off, I'd have spoiled the whole bunch.

I'll have to throw out all that developer.

Blast the luck! Well, let's get busy." He pulled out the keg and held it up for another disgusted look.

"I won't bother fixing that at all.

Call Happy and Bud back, will you, and have them roll this barrel of developer out and ditch it?
And then take those two half barrels you were going to fix, and wrap them with clothesline,--that cotton line on one of the trunks,--and knock off all the hoops.