"And
as talking's rather dry work, I'm going to have a little refreshment.
Will you boys join me?"
Would they join him? They would and they did, and the havoc they
wrought on the sandwiches and cake and ice-cream that were brought in
and passed around was something to be remembered. Jimmy in particular
ate until his eyes bulged and fully sustained his previous reputation.
And while they ate, the doctor turned on one lively selection after
another, finishing with a selection from a jazz band that sent them
into a frenzy of laughter.
They were still tingling with it as they finally said good-night
to the doctor and started on their way home.
"Oh, you wireless telephone!" exclaimed Herb.
"Isn't it a wonder?" ejaculated Joe.
"Wonder!" repeated Bob. "It's a miracle!"
CHAPTER V
CROOKED WORK
"We've got to get busy right away and rig up wireless telephones of
our own," continued Bob. "Of course they won't be anything like the
doctor's, but they ought to be good enough for us to get a lot of fun
out of them."
"You bet we will," agreed Joe. "Gee, I can't wait to get at it! If
it wasn't so late I believe I'd start in figuring on it to-night."
"Count me in on it too," chimed in Jimmy. "In a week or so we'll be
sending messages everywhere. I'll be talking maybe to that cousin of
mine in Michigan.
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