“Well, I should say you would be a reporter,” the man went on, for he had listened to what Larry was saying over the wire. “That was pretty slick on your part. The Leader’s an all-right paper!”
“Glad you think so,” replied Larry. “How much for the telephone charge?”
“Nothing,” replied the man. “Glad to have you use it for such a big piece of news. So the tunnel is really cut through, eh?”
“It will be in a few minutes, I guess,” replied Larry.
Then he started for the Leader office, first having borrowed a brush from the railroad man, and cleaned some of the mud from his clothes. Before he got back to his office Larry heard the boys on the streets crying:
“Extra! Extra! Full account of the opening of the big Hudson River tunnel!”
Larry bought a Leader and there, on the front page, under a big heading, was an account of the trip he, Mr. Newton, and the others had made that afternoon, and which was not yet finished. This time the press was a little ahead of the happening and the Leader, through Larry’s success, had scored a big beat.
Arriving at the office Larry found everyone but Mr. Emberg had gone home, for it was quite some time past the regular edition hour.
“You’re all right, Larry!” the city editor exclaimed. “It’s a fine story. Have any trouble?”
“Only a little,” said Larry modestly, for he did not want to boast of opening the door that had given him so much trouble.