“I’m afraid so,” said Mr. Newton. “Get ready!”
There was a moment of suspense. The waters swirled and hissed about the solid wall, as though enraged at not being able to batter it down. Then the clouds opened and a flood came out of the sky.
There was a stir in the crowd and several young men came up on the run, heading for the umbrella over Mr. Newton.
“Hello, Harvey!” they shouted. “Anything doing?”
“There will be in a little while,” replied Mr. Newton. “Where have you fellows been?”
“Oh, we weren’t sent out until yesterday,” said one. “They thought this didn’t amount to anything.”
“I guess they read the Leader then, eh?” asked Mr. Newton, with a smile.
“That’s right, throw it into us,” said several. “But we’re here now, and there won’t be any more beats.”
“That’s what you think,” said the Leader reporter.
“Who are they?” asked Larry in a low tone.