The little tabs or projections on each sheet of
tinfoil he arranged in opposite directions, so that half of them could
be attached to a wire on one side of the condenser and half to a wire
on the other side. Then he placed the other wooden block on top of
the whole thing, passed the four screws through, one at each corner,
and tightened them up evenly. This squeezed all superfluous paraffine
from between the plates, and held the whole assembly very securely
and neatly.
"That looks fine so far," said Jimmy, critically. "But how do you
mean to connect up all those tabs on the plates?"
"I guess about the only way will be to solder them," replied Bob.
"I used to have a soldering iron around here somewhere." He rummaged
in the big drawer under the bench and soon produced the iron, which
he then proceeded to heat over a gas flame.
"While that iron's heating, I might as well follow Jimmy's example
and rest," said Bob, throwing himself down on the sofa. "I've been
thinking we haven't heard much lately of Buck Looker or any of his
gang. Has anybody heard what he's up to now?"
"I saw him only this afternoon," said Joe. "He had Lutz and Mooney
with him, of course, and they all looked at me as though they'd like
nothing better than to heave a brick at me when I wasn't looking.
Buck asked me how the wireless 'phone was coming along, and when I
told him that we had our aerial up and expected to be receiving stuff
within a few days, he seemed surprised.
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