But I'll tell you what Gus and
I are going to do: we're going to build a radio receiver and get it done
in time to get those talks on Edison all over again."
"Really?"
"Do you think you can do it?"
"If Billy says he can, why, the--"
"Oh, you Edison's son!" This from the irrepressible Ted.
"Go to it, Bill!"
"Can we all listen in?"
"Why, of course," said Bill, replying to the last question.
"Everybody'll be invited and there will be a horn. But don't forget
this: We've only got a little over four weeks to do it and it's some
job! So, if you're disappointed--"
"We won't be."
"No; Bill'll get there."
"Hurrah for old Bill!"
"Say, people, enough of this. I'm no candidate for President of the
United States, and remember that Gus is in this, too, as much as I am."
"Hurrah for Gus!" This was a general shout.
Gus turned and ran.
CHAPTER XVI
THE DOUBTERS
The party was on the point of breaking up, with much laughter over the
embarrassment of poor Gus, when Skeets unexpectedly furnished further
entertainment. She had paused to lean comfortably against a center
table, but its easy rolling casters objected to her weight, rolled away
hastily and deposited her without warning on the floor. Ted, who
gallantly helped her to her feet, remarked, with a grunt due to extreme
effort, that she really might as well stand up or enlist the entire four
legs of a chair to support her.
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