"That is all for to-night," said Skippy, who, seizing a slipper, flung it across the room at the evening's candle after the methods introduced by the lamented Hickey Hicks, and plunged the room into darkness.
CHAPTER XIV
The Plot Against the Mosquito
IF close association had brought to Snorky a canny knowledge of his roommate's need of unbosoming himself of a great idea, it had also acquainted Skippy with the profit to be derived from Snorky's overwhelming curiosity, particularly when there were any symptoms of ready cash.
The next afternoon, therefore, without being unduly surprised, he accepted an invitation to accompany Mr. Snorky Green to the home of the Conovers up the road, where the record for pancakes at one continuous sitting stood at forty-nine to the honor (without challengers) of the Hon. Hungry Smeed.
Somewhere between the fourteenth and fifteenth pancake, having solicitously offered the maple syrup, Snorky said casually:
"That's a jim-dandy idea of yours, old horse, about mosquitoes."
"I'm looking at it from all sides."