"Certainly, if he has the price," smiled the older brother. "I guess you do not need one, though. A local call book would answer most purposes. It would hardly be necessary for you to call any foreign offices, and I even doubt if you would need to summon Sayville, Tuckerton, New Brunswick, Marion, or Annapolis."
"Those are our trans-Atlantic stations, aren't they?" asked Dick.
"Some of them," Bob said. "We have others, though, that can talk with Europe. There is one at San Diego; Pearl Harbor in Hawaii; and Cavite in the Philippines. There are also Marconi stations at Kahuka and Bolinas. In addition to these, the government has a number of high-power stations scattered throughout the country. Arlington, Virginia——"
"Sends out the time," put in Walter with disconcerting promptness.
"It sure does, sonny."
"How many foreign countries can talk with us?" inquired Nancy.
"A short time ago there were eight that could talk direct. One is at Funabashi, Japan; one at Carnarvon, Wales; two in France, one at Nantes and one at Lyons; Rome, Italy, has one; Germany has one at Nauen and one at Eilvese, Hanover; and Norway has one at Stavanger. Then in Canada there are two transatlantic stations."
"Glace Bay!" piped the incorrigible Walter.
Bob patted his head with a mock fatherly gesture.
"Very good, son," said he, at which everybody laughed.