We proved that with the Boldero."
"Would you use the same submarine?"
"No, I think I'd have to rebuild it, or make an altogether new
one. Possibly I might get one of Uncle Sam's and add some
improvements of my own."
"Yes, you could do that," agreed Ned. "You've done so much for
the government that it couldn't refuse you something reasonable,
now that the war is over. Then do you think you'll go?"
"Really, Ned, I can't make up my mind yet. Now let's forget the
Pandora and all the millions and get down to business. This
Criterion company seems to me to want altogether too much, We'll
have to trim their request down a bit. They owe the money and
ought to pay it."
"Yes, I'll get after them," said Ned, and then he and his chum,
as well as employer, plunged into a mass of business details.
It was the next afternoon, when Tom, following a strenuous
morning of work, leaned back in his chair at his desk, that Mr.
Damon was announced.
"Tell him to come in," ordered Tom, always glad to see his
friend. "Wait a minute, though!" he called to the messenger.
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