Then he went into the pilot-house. Frank and Barney were puffing like beavers, amid a heap of debris.
“How is it?” asked Wade.
“You are a brick!” cried Frank. “There is only one more nut to adjust. What did you do?”
Wade told his story.
Frank was delighted.
“We will send him an answer,” he said. “I will write it.”
He sprung into his private cabin and wrote a hasty note as follows:
“Dear Captain Poole: My friend Wade has brought me your terms. They are hardly liberal enough. However, if I decide to accept them, will let you know at an early day. Very respectfully,
Frank Reade, Jr.”
Wade could not help a chuckle.