"Make what hustle? The kink?"
"That's it, 'specially if it's a dandy."
"A dandy!"
"Yep; a dandy idea. That's what I've got. But here we are at home, an' there's Tildy an' Jess waitin' at the door."
CHAPTER X
AN UNEXPECTED JOLT
It was a hot afternoon, and Zebedee Burns found the shade of the big maple near his workshop very refreshing. He was sitting with his back against the trunk of the tree, his eyes riveted upon the front page of The Live Wire, which the mailman had just left. So intent was he upon what he was reading that he did not notice a man walking toward him from the road. It was Abner, who, when a few yards away, stopped and stood for a few seconds studying his neighbor.
"Some people kin take life easy," Abner presently remarked. "Comes nat'ral, I guess."
Zebedee merely glanced at his visitor, and without a word continued his reading.
"What's the news, Zeb?" Abner asked, coming close and squatting down upon the grass. "Must be mighty interestin' by the way ye keep ye'r eyes glued upon that page."