"Here we are, Bruce, ready to connect up, but you'd better believe building a line at night is no easy job, by Jiminy."
"Guess it isn't," said Bruce in a businesslike tone. "Is Mr. Ford at headquarters?"
"Yes, he's waiting to turn on the current whenever he gets your signal."
"Great!" said Bruce. "I was a little worried about that. There isn't any real danger, but you might have made a ground or a short circuit and upset everything." Then turning to Nipper Knapp, he shouted, "How about the motor, Nipper?"
"Set and ready for connections," shouted the Scout.
"Right-o! Then we'll have Mr. Elephant out of the hole in a jiffy," shouted Bruce, as he seized the two ends of the wires and began to bend them about the terminals of the motor. He worked with speed and accuracy and the little circus manager could not help commenting on his skill as an electrician.
"Hum! I guess you lads know what you're doin', all right," he said.
"Well, we hope our efforts are successful," said Bruce. Then he added, "It's time you sent your trainer down there on the ledge to get the elephant out of the water."
"Don't worry, son; we ain't losin' no time on our end of this game. He's down there now an'—."
Shouts of laughter from the crowd assembled around the edge of the hole interrupted the little manager.