"Ah, this is the life!" sighed Jimmy, as he stretched out luxuriously
on his back and gazed up at the cloud-flecked sky.
"It isn't so bad," admitted Bob, biting on tender blades of young
grass. "But I'd enjoy it more if we had our outfit together and
working."
"It won't take long to finish it now, do you think?" asked Joe.
"Not unless we strike a snag somewhere," said Bob. "After we get
everything assembled, we've still got to run our leading-in wire
down to my bedroom. But I don't think that will take us very long."
"By ginger, I just can't loaf around until we do get it working!"
exclaimed Joe, springing to his feet. "Come on, fellows, let's get
busy. We can take it easy after we have everything fixed up."
"I'm with you," said Bob. "I feel the same way myself."
Herb jumped up too, but the only sound from Jimmy was a raucous
snore ending in a gurgle.
"Poor old Jimmy!" said Bob. "We've had him working hard the last
few days, and I suppose he's tired out. Let him sleep awhile."
So Jimmy was left to blissful slumber, and the others returned
to their fascinating task.
CHAPTER XV
THE FINISHING TOUCH
The three chums set to work with a will, cutting, stripping, and
soldering wires, and while the afternoon was still young they made
their last connection and found themselves possessed of a real
honest-to-goodness radio receiving outfit, not quite so beautifully
finished and polished off as a set bought readymade in a store,
perhaps, but still serviceable and practical.
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