Mrs. Bob: A Novel — page 154: what you’re looking at

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146 ADVICE—AT ONE DOLLAR A MINUTE. He proves to be a good listener and asks a few Guestions at points that seem hazy to him. ‘‘Ouite a novel, my good man; and so your friend Bob has already carried off the princess. Good. I shall be pleased to meet them both at their con- venience. ’? “T can readily guess why I am wanted in this case. Bring on your documents and I'll be only too glad to give you a professional man’s advice.’’ Whereupon Senator John claps in front of him Joe Hooker’s communication. He carefully reads the letter first. ‘‘A bright idea of Joe’s, to photograph the page. Fine fellow, never met him—bless me, it will be a treat for you two travelers to get together and com- pare notes. And the stacks of fine views he has taken the world over—thousands of queer scenes. Jove! I never grow tired of looking Che the glass at them myself.’’ “But the blue print.’’ ‘‘Pardon—never grow tired of talking, Senator. You know my failing, old fellow. Let me see—where are my microscopic glasses ?”’ He fusses around, produces a lamp with a power- ful reflector, that sends a strong stream of light upon a certain spot on the table, puts on a pair of odd glasses, and scrutinizes the print. Almost immediately he utters a snort of disgust. “Such a bungling job—the idea of an expert’s opinion being called for such amateur work. Why, even this blue print shows plainly what has been done. ‘The ink used to make a two out..of.9. foure