"See—you generate right down in here. See? She worked that time, ma."
"Jimminycracks! Where'd you get your juice and—Well, well! Whatta you know about that? Don't even have to reverse. I guess that storage down there ain't some stunt!"
"See, Jimmie, my boy! I told you it was a grand invention. Hear what Joe says?"
"Say, kid, you bring that—take that over to the Institute to-morrow. I know a fellow over there'll protect your rights and work that out with you swell."
"See, Jimmie, your—your old ma was right!"
"Aw, the generator don't always work like that—only about four times out of six. I'm kinda stuck on the—"
"Say, kid, what you wanna do is protect your rights on that, and—and bring it over—take it over to the Institute. You'll give 'em the jolt of their lives over there. I know a fellow's been chasin' this idea ten years, and you're fifty per cent. closer to the bull's-eye than he is."
"Hear, Jimmie! Hear, Essie! Just like I been sayin'. I been beggin' and beggin' him, Joe, but he—he's so stubborn; and—"
"Aw, ma, cut it, can't you?"
"He's so stubborn about it, Joe."