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`` He do n't work -- he just plays ! '' He played with disordered motors and unerringly put them right . But he seemed to lack steadiness of purpose . He would leave an ailing car to help out Sam Pickering , or he would leave for a round of golf with Sharon Whipple , Sharon complaining that other people were nothing but doggoned golf lawyers ; and he would insist upon time off at three o'clock each afternoon to give Spike Brennon his work-out . Spike had laboured to develop other talent in Newbern , but with ill success . When you got 'em learned a little about the game they acted like a lot of sissies over a broken nose or a couple of front teeth out or something . What he wanted was lads that would get the beak straightened , pretty near as good as new , or proper gold ones put in , and come back looking for more trouble .