“What are you saying?” demanded his friend, promptly.
“What I know. Don’t you remember that you lost the instruction book overboard sometime there, when we were getting the bothersome thing fixed?”
“So I did,” confessed Darry. “But, say! she was all right then.”
“She hasn’t ever been all right,” accused his chum, “and you know it.”
“We sent code signals by the old machine, all right.”
“But we’ve never been able to since we linked it up with this receiving set, and you know it,” said Burd.
“It sounds to me,” said Amy, “as though neither one of you boys knew so awfully much about it.”
“I know one thing,” said Jessie, with determination. “All the parts are not here. These connections are not like any I ever saw before. It is a mystery to me——”
“Hold on!” exclaimed Darry Drew suddenly. “What did we do with all those little cardboard boxes and paper tubes the parts came in? Couldn’t be we overlooked anything, Burd?”
“Don’t try to hang it on me!” exclaimed his chum. “I never claimed to know a thing about radio. You were the Big Noise when we put the contraption together.”