"Well, I guess this settles it," said Tom to Ned one day, after going over the day's mail.
"Settles what, Tom?"
"My aerial fire-fighting apparatus. Here's word from the National Fire Underwriters Association that they have adopted it, and there will be a big reduction of rates in all cities where it is a part of the fire department equipment. It's been as great a success as Mr. Baxter's new dye."
"Yes, and he has had wonderful success with that. But what are you going to do now, Tom? What new line of endeavor are you going to aim at?"
Tom arose and reached for his hat.
"I am now going," he said, with a grin, "to see somebody on private business."
"You are going to see Mary Nestor!" broke out Ned.
"I am," said Tom.
And he did.