"Say Junior are you asleep?" called Jud Jason. "You sit there like you
couldn't move. D'ye bring my bundle?"
"Yes, it's back there," answered Junior. "Get it!"
"How'd you like Multiopolis?" asked Jud.
Junior knew he had that to face.
"It's a cold-blooded sell, Jud," he said promptly. "I'm glad I went when I
did, and found out for myself. You see it's like this, Jud: I _could_ have
stayed and made my way; but I found out in a few days that I wouldn't give
a snap for the way when it was made. We fellows are better off right where
we are, and a lot of us are ready to _throw away_ exactly what _many of
the men in Multiopolis are wild to get_. Now let me tell you----"
Junior told him, and through putting his experience into words, he eased
his heart and cleared his brain. He came to hints of great and wonder-
working things that were going to happen soon. There was just a
possibility that Jud gleaned an idea that the experience in Multiopolis
had brought his friend home to astound and benefit the neighbourhood.
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