Early after breakfast next morning appeared Johnny.
"I asked Papa about envelopes. He says he won't give us an order until he sees samples of the type and the work, but he says if we can do it as well as the regular printer, he doesn't mind giving us an order for a thousand. Here's one."
The boys ascended1 at once to Bobby's room. Investigation2 of the fonts showed that the firm possessed3 the proper type. Bobby set up the matter in the composing stick--and promptly4 pied it when he attempted to move it to the chase. He had forgotten to put a lead in first, so there was nothing to bind5 the top line. Redistribution and rectification6 of the error were in order. It took a good half-hour to get the type properly arranged in the chase. When single letters did not drop through from the middle, the ends of the lines fell away, and then, try as they would, the boys were unable to lock the stickful in the chase. Either it would not bind, or it warped7 out or in so that even without trial it could be seen that a clear impression was manifestly impossible. These and other mechanical difficulties occupied them until noon. Johnny was wild-eyed and nervous.
"Why, we haven't even started to print!" he cried, "We'll never get a job done at this rate! I don't believe the old press is any good, anyhow!"
"Yes, it is," insisted Bobby doggedly8. "We'll get it yet."
He hardly finished his lunch, so eager was he to be back at the problem. Johnny did not come until after two o'clock, and then stood his hands in his pockets, surveying his absorbed partner with some disgust.
"Well," said he, "is the old thing working yet?"
Bobby looked up absorbedly.
"She's going to in just a second--you wait," he muttered.
A moment later he lifted the locked form in triumph. It held together and it was flat. Immediately Johnny's nearly extinct enthusiasm flamed up.
"Stick her in!" he cried. "Come on, we can show Papa a sample to-night. How many an hour do you suppose we can print on her, Bobby?"
"I don't know," replied Bobby.
They inserted the form, slipped a blank envelope in the corner and were ready for the first trial.
"It won't be even on the paper," said Bobby, "but we can fix that later."
He pulled down and back the long lever and the two heads bumped together over the result. One side of the legend was very heavy and black and clear, but the other was almost invisible.
"Oh, snakes!" cried Johnny in disappointment.
"Oh, that's all right," reasoned Bobby out of his experience with the toy press. "All it needs is paper underneath9."
But paper underneath proved inadequate10. It was impossible with paper to establish the nice gradation necessary to equalize the pressure. And then, also, too much paper made too deep an impression.
At the failure of this tried expedient11 even Bobby's patience ran short for the time being.
"Come on over to my house," suggested Johnny crossly. "The crowd's coming. I got boxing gloves for Christmas too, but I bet they're no good either. I bet they rip first thing."
Sore at heart and in glum12 silence the two marched around the corner to the Englishes'.
Here already in the cold third story were Grace Jones and Martin Drake, skipping about in a game of hop-scotch to keep warm. Shortly May and Carter arrived together and Caroline ascended from her own room where she had been sewing. At sight of the boxing gloves May and Morton set up a shout.
"Nope," vetoed Johnny, "Bobby and I are going to try them first!"
The youngsters were at first a little awkward with the unusual-sized fists, but soon forgot a detail as trivial as that. Neither knew the first principles of hitting. Round-arm blows with the head lowered were first choice, of which a good ninety per cent. went wild. The other ten naturally had little force, but there was a great deal of action. In this game Bobby stood no disadvantage with Johnny. After the first few seconds, finding himself, to his surprise, still unhurt, he sailed in with some confidence. Accidently Johnny ran square against his extended fist. It jarred Johnny considerably13, and made that youth exceedingly eager to get even. Shortly he succeeded. The pair warmed up. Affairs began to get serious. In a brisk though wild rally they clinched14, and in a moment were rolling over and over on the floor, pummelling vigorously.
But immediately Carter jerked them apart.
"Here, that's no way to box. Keep your feet. Here, May, give us a little help."
They pulled the contestants15 to their feet. Johnny and Bobby were very mussed up and dusty. Johnny's nose was bleeding slightly; Bobby's eye was a trifle swelled16. The instant their captors released them, they went at it again, hammer and tongs17. They were certainly not angry as enemies are angry, but as certainly for the time being, in the sense that each was grimly resolved on victory, they had ceased to be friends.
How long the combat might have lasted it would be impossible to say. Bobby had never before used his fists, while the aggressive Johnny, at public school, was the hero of many fights. But as long as Carter insisted on no rough-and-tumble this fact gave the elder boy little advantage. The damage that two light-weights can inflict18 on each other with round-arm blows is inconsiderable, and Bobby was of the sort that punishment merely renders obstinate19. Probably sheer lack of breath would in time have called the battle a draw, but all at once Bobby had an idea. So illuminating20 and sudden was it that for an instant he forgot what he was doing. Johnny closed on him like a tiger beating him with both fists as hard as he could hit. Even then Bobby's thought was not of defence but of explanation.
"Hold on! hold on! quit!" he kept on crying in expostulation. "Wait a minute! I got it!"
It is doubtful if Johnny heard him. Before Carter and May could stop him he had inflicted21 more damage than the rest of the fight had produced. Bobby's nose too was bleeding, and a huge red bump was swelling22 on his forehead when finally he was freed.
However, he was not even aware of those trifles.
"Don't you know those two screws--" he began eagerly to Johnny.
But that young gentleman, panting, was not yet emerged from the red haze23 of combat.
"I licked!" he cried. "Didn't I lick? He quit! He hollered 'nuff, didn't he? I licked the stuffing out of him!"
"O shut up!" said May contemptuously; "or I'll lick the stuffing out of you."
Bobby, practically oblivious24 to the meaning of this exchange, had stripped off his gloves and had advanced, eager to finish his explanation.
"Johnny, I just thought!" said he. "You remember those two thumb screws under the platen? I bet you if you turn those, they'll regulate the pressure. Let's go over and try it!"
Johnny looked at Bobby uncertainly. He drew a deep breath, then his round, cheerful grin broke over his face.
"I guess I didn't lick you after all, old socks," said he. "I don't know what you're talking about. Go on try your old press. I'm sick of her."
Bobby washed his bruised25 face and went home. Sure enough, the thumb screws did regulate the pressure. Within a half-hour he was back at the Englishes'. The boxing gloves were still in commission. Morton was dancing around and around May, slapping her with his open glove first on one side the face, then on the other. The girl, in spite of her strength, agility26 and superior age was as awkward as are most girls at hitting with their fists. She made short angry rushes at the dodging27 Morton who slipped easily in and out of her guard. He was getting even for a long tyranny. Finally May stopped short and stamped her foot with vexation. Her face was very red and she actually had tears in her eyes.
"Oh!" she cried. "You wait 'till I get hold of you, you miserable28 little thing!"
At that the boxing ended. Bobby drew Johnny one side. "Look there!" said he with pardonable pride. "Show that to your papa. I bet he can't tell it from the regular printers. Look out; it's wet yet."
Johnny gazed with awe29 on the perfect production. The next instant all his dead enthusiasm leaped to life.
"I bet we can print the whole thousand in one morning!" he cried gleefully, "And then there's the letter-heads, and bill-heads and May's cards--and perhaps your father and Carter's will give us jobs--and--"
They clattered30 down the stairs to the tune31 of Johnny's business expansions.
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