Sinopsis

“What’s that new-fangled thing on the blasted oak, Tom?” “That, Ben, is a wireless.” “Oh, you don’t say so!” “Or, rather the start of one.” “Say, you aren’t original or ambitious or anything like that, are you?” The speaker, Ben Dixon, bestowed a look of iration and interest on the chum he liked best of all in the world, Tom Barnes. Tom was reckoned a genius in the little community in which he lived.