“Well, I have not had much occasion to say anything or to use it, but I have one. Come ahead, get your plate and we will develop it.”
On the way to the cottage they met Dick Percival, who was greatly interested when he heard what they were going to do and said:
“I’d like to see you develop that plate, for, to tell the truth, I don’t have much faith in these photographic freaks. Do you think there will be anything on the plate, Jack?”
“Yes,” said Jack shortly.
“All right, then. If you have faith in it I have nothing to say.”
Reaching the room in the cottage, Jack locked the door to keep out all possible intruders, got out his ruby lamp and developers, and set to work.
Billy had faith in his pinhole camera, because it was his. Jack was certain that he would get a picture, because he knew about such things, and Dick was interested because Jack was, and therefore the three watched the process of developing with considerable interest.
Jack had running water and all the facilities for doing good work, and it was also apparent that he had done a good deal of it.
“By Jove! you are a wonder, Jack,” laughed Percival. “I am all the time finding out new things that you can do. If we were not with you so much we would not know how much you can do. You never tell about it.”
“What is the use?” said Jack quietly. “If I can accomplish anything it is bound to be found out some time.”