 What didn't Feetch get at the end of the story?
"But Mr. Piltdon," remonstrated Feetch unsteadily under his employer's glare, "don't you remember? It has dignity...." Four months, Feetch! Otherwise, Feetch—" Feetch's body twitched. Four months, Feetch, no more!" "Got to be," answered Feetch tiredly. "Four point four," announced Feetch after the last test. Twenty-five years of your life you put in with Piltdon, and he'd fire you just like that if you don't do the impossible. "Well, well," said Feetch. Piltdon is a household word, but who has heard of Feetch? "Hello," said Feetch as an aproned machinist entered carrying a glistening mechanism.
 Piltdon's job
 Money to pay for his wife's medical bills  Credit for his discoveries  The job he wanted  Piltdon's job