"
"That's fair enough," said Jimmy. "But I'll bet anything it won't last
this bunch any week. If you were all like me it might, but I suppose
that's too much to ask."
"I don't think that's asking very much, do you, fellows?" said Joe,
with an exasperating grin.
"Wow!" exclaimed Herb, laughing. "That has all the appearance of a
dirty dig, Joe. If I were you I wouldn't let him have a scrap of that
chocolate, Jimmy."
"I suppose I shouldn't. I ought to let him chew on a piece of that
paraffine that Bob's melting. He's so foolish sometimes that I don't
think he'd ever know the difference."
"Well, we can't all of us be wise," said Joe. "But I've got a hunch
that I'd rather have the chocolate, so here goes," and he helped
himself to a generous piece. "When are you going to have that wax
cooked good and tender, Bob?"
"Suppose you leave the wax to me, and you get busy cutting out some
squares of tinfoil and paper," suggested Bob. "This wax will be done
a long time before you're ready for it."
"All right, I'll do it," said Joe. "I don't suppose there's anybody
in the world can beat me at cutting out squares of paper. There may
be some things I can't do, but I sure shine at that."
"Yes, I guess you can do that all right," admitted Bob. "But I can't
be real sure until you give us a demonstration.
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