“He wouldn’t ‘get on’ at all if it wasn’t for Nell,” said Amy warmly. “She is a wonderful manager.”
The boys departed for City Island and the Marigold the next morning; but they promised to return from their trip to Atlantic Highlands in season for the church bazaar.
For the next few days Jessie and Amy were busy almost all day long, and evening too, with the radio. They even listened to the weather predictions and the agricultural report and market prices!
The Norwood home never had been so popular before. People, especially Jessie’s school friends, were coming to the house constantly to look at the radio set and to “listen in” on the airways. The interest they all took in it was amusing.
“You see, Momsy,” laughed Jessie, when she and her mother were alone one day, “if my radio set were downstairs here, I wouldn’t have much use of it. Even old Mrs. Grimsby has been in twice to talk about it, and yesterday she came upstairs to try it.”
“But she won’t have one in her house,” Mrs. Norwood said. “I don’t know—I didn’t think of it before, Jessie. But do you suppose it is safe?”
“Suppose what is safe, dear?”
“Having all those wires outside the house? Mrs. Grimsby says she would not risk it.”
“Why not, for mercy’s sake?” cried Jessie.
“Lightning. When we had a shower yesterday I was really frightened. Those wires might draw lightning.”