"I'm not too lazy to try, anyway," returned the fat boy, "and that's more than some people can say."
"He's got you there, Herb," laughed Bob. "Why don't you start in and make a try for it, anyway?"
"Nothing doing," said Herb. "If I took the trouble to make a wireless outfit good enough to cop that prize, I'd expect them to pay me a thousand dollars for it instead of a measly little hundred."
"To hear you talk, anyone would think that hundred dollar bills grew on trees," said Joe. "I'll bet any money you never saw a hundred dollars all at one time, in your life."
"To tell you the truth," said Herb, "I don't really believe there's that much money in the whole world. I must admit I've never seen it, anyway."
"You'll see it when I show it to you," said Jimmy, with more show of confidence, it must be admitted, than he really felt.
"Well, remember we're all pals," said Herb. "If you win that prize,
Jimmy, I get half, don't I?"
"Yes, you don't. I might blow you to an ice cream soda, but outside of that, my boy—nothing doing."
One day the hardware dealer of whom they had purchased their supplies called Bob, Joe and Jimmy into his establishment.
"Got something to show you," he declared importantly. "New box set, just from New York, and sells for only twenty-two fifty. Better than any you can make. Want to try it? There's a concert coming in from Springfield right now."