I bought
them for three-sixteenth, anyway."
"You go ahead and cut out the pieces, Jimmy," said Herb. "I'll do the
real hard work, like measuring the bolts and picking out the drill.
Then when you get the end pieces cut out, the drill will be all ready
for you to put the holes through."
Jimmy gave him a withering glance, but rolled up his sleeves and set
to work. Once started he made the sawdust fly, and before very long
had two stout looking pieces of solid oak cut out.
"Where's your drill, Herb?" he inquired then. "Don't tell me you
haven't got that ready yet!"
"All ready and waiting," was the reply, and Herb handed over the
required tool. "Go to it, and see that you make a first class job
of it."
Clamping both pieces of wood in the vise, Jimmy ran the sharp hand
drill through in a workmanlike manner, and then viewed his work with
pardonable pride.
"There you are," he said. "If this condenser doesn't condense, it
won't be because it hasn't got two good end pieces, anyway."
"It's funny that you should have to condense electricity," said Herb,
with a twinkle in his eye. "It's just the same as milk, isn't it?"
"Yes, it isn't," said Bob. "Another wise remark like that, and you'll
find yourself out in the wide, wide world, young fellow."
"I should say so," said Joe. "That was a fierce one, Herb.
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