 How did the majority of Piltdon workers feel about Feetch?
"Feetch!" grated Ogden Piltdon, president of the Piltdon Opener Company, slamming the drafting board with his hairy fist, "I want results!" "But Mr. Piltdon," remonstrated Feetch unsteadily under his employer's glare, "don't you remember? Four months, Feetch! Ah, well, thought Feetch straightening his thin shoulders, he had managed somehow to design a few good things during his twenty-five years with Piltdon. 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. Piltdon is a household word, but who has heard of Feetch? "Hello," said Feetch as an aproned machinist entered carrying a glistening mechanism.
 They respected him
 They respected him  They thought he was too careless  They felt indifferent towards him  They thought he was only thinking about money