“You know those Boy Inventors, as they call them, up at High Towers?” he asked.
“Vell, I can’t say dot I know dem,” replied Heiny truthfully, “but I like to get a chob by dem.”
“Oh, looking for a job, are you?”
“Ches, I needt some money preddy badtly und I don’d mindt telling you dot I aindt particular how I get idt alretty.”
Hank fell into the trap readily. “This fellow’s easier than I thought,” he chuckled to himself. He proceeded to “feel out” the German youth a little more, and then made him a confidant in their plans, young Dill appearing to fall in readily with all their schemes.
Briefly the plot was this. Young Dill was to present himself at High Towers in the morning. Seemingly he was to be in quest of work. But his real mission was to take advantage of any opportunity that might present itself to disconnect one of the wires leading from the storage batteries to the motor. Failing in this, he was to injure the Electric Monarch in any way that he could, Hank having previously found out that young Dill understood considerable about machinery.
To all this the young German appeared to agree. In fact he was even enthusiastic.
“I guess I make more money on dis chob dan I vouldt oudt of mein sissage machine,” he said.