Bright Ideas: A Record of Invention and MisinventionStrang, Herbert
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Bright Ideas: A Record of Invention and Misinvention
Strang, Herbert
Boys -- Juvenile fiction; Inventors -- Juvenile fiction; World War, 1914-1918 -- England -- Juvenile fiction
"But didn’t I understand that you caused the damage?" the squire
interposed, his eyes twinkling. "That being the case, ought not the
offer to pay have come from you?"
"I’m afraid it ought, sir; but—well, I’ve only got four and elevenpence
halfpenny."
There were smiles in the court at this ingenuous confession.
"Well, Mr. Templeton offered to pay," the squire went on. "What then?"
"Mr. Noakes wouldn’t hear of it, sir," Eves answered.
"Is that so, Noakes?"
Noakes had to confess that it was.
"Come, now, Noakes, brambles grow very fast, and any hedger will close
the gap for eightpence. It’s a trumpery matter. You young fellows can
pay half-a-crown between you for the damage, and Noakes must pay his own
costs; it’s an unreasonable action. Call the next case."
"Jolly old trump!" said Eves as they went out. "And I’m jolly glad the
old boy’s son is getting better."
On reaching the farm, Templeton found awaiting him a letter from his
aunt, written in reply to one he had sent her more than a week before.
She explained the long delay by the fact that the letter had pursued her
through three counties. "I am delighted to hear," she wrote, "that you
have not yet spent _any_ of the money I sent you. It shows great
_strength of character_. You will be pleased to hear that my lectures
are a _great success_. I expect to reach Polstead in about ten days,
and I shall be so glad if you will do a little thing to prepare my way.
My lectures are _thoroughly practical_; it is useless to talk about
economical foods if the dear people cannot procure them. I want you to
see Mr. Philemon Noakes for me; he is the _principal tradesman_ in the
village; and ask him if he will _very kindly_ lay in a stock of certain
_cheap_ articles of which I will send you a list. A personal interview
is so much more satisfactory than a formal letter, and you will find Mr.
Noakes a _very civil and obliging person_."
"My hat!" cried Eves, laughing. "What a rag! I’ll come with you, old
man."
Templeton looked worried.
*A GAS ATTACK*
*I*
Mr. Noakes made no further attempt to interfere with the irrigation of
Farmer Trenchard’s fields. The two lads repaired the dam, gave the
parched ground a thorough soaking for two days and nights, then
demolished the simple structure and allowed the stream to pursue its
usual course.
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