"I expect it will, especially during the next fortnight," Bob answered. "There will be all the apparatus to set up and get into working order; and in addition the equipment aboard the yacht must be overhauled. I want both wireless outfits in perfect condition for much depends on their being trim and tight."
"It isn't probable you'll have much to handle that is important," declared Mrs. King. "It won't be like dealing with government messages or wrecks." The two boys exchanged a glance. Much as they wished to they dared not initiate their mother into the secrets of Surfside.
"You never can tell what messages you'll catch by wireless," Bob returned ambiguously. "Besides, Mr. Crowninshield intends to have some of his business relayed to him from New York."
"Oh!"
"I guess I shall find plenty to do," the elder boy remarked.
"Well, I reckon you will at that rate. But do be careful, won't you? And don't let Walter go dabbling with those evil wires."
"I'll look out for him."
The evasive answer did not, however, satisfy the woman.
"Surely you don't mean to start Walter in learning about wireless, do you?"
"I may give him a few lessons, yes."