“It’s a little sloppy, don’t you think?” Franz’s father observed. “I didn’t miss a spot,” Franz promised. “There’s glue in places that didn’t need it,” Franz’s father elaborated. “It doesn’t bother me,” Franz said, “the fabric will cover it.” Franz’s father gave him a lesson. “Always do the right thing, even if no one sees it.” Franz admitted it was sloppy, but he promised, “No one will know it’s there.” “Fix it,” his father advised, “because you’ll know it’s there.”
