From a small plant the
business had grown to be a great tree, under the direction of Tom
and his father.
"Yes, I'm working on something new," admitted Tom, after a
moment of silence.
"And, Ned," he went on, "there's no reason why you shouldn't
see it. I've been keeping it a bit secret, until I had it a
little further advanced, but I've got to a point now where I'm
stuck, and perhaps it will do me good to talk to someone about
it."
"Not to talk to me, though, I'm afraid. What I don't know about
machinery, Tom, would fill a great many books. I don't see how I
can help you," and Ned laughed.
"Well, perhaps you can, just the same, though you may not know
a lot of technical things about machines. It sometimes helps me
just to tell my troubles to a disinterested person, and hear him
ask questions. I've got dad half distracted trying to solve the
problem, so I've had to let up on him for a while. Come on out
and see what you make of it."
"Sure, Tom, anything to oblige. If you want me to sit in front
of your photo-telephone, and have my picture taken, I'm
agreeable, even if you shoot off a flashlight at my ear. Or, if
you want me to see how long I can stay under water without
breathing I'll try that, too, provided you don't leave me under
too long, lead the way--I'm agreeable as far as I'm able, old
man.
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