"But you can save something, can't you?" put in the lawyer.
"Perhaps we can save the engine, and a dealer in second-hand machinery may give a hundred dollars for it. Now what I propose is this: You pay for half the value of the bi-plane and we'll call it square."
"Preposterous!"
"Very well then, Mr. Fogg, we'll consider the interview closed."
"If you sue, you won't get a cent, Mr. Rover."
"That remains to be seen."
"I am willing to give you five hundred dollars in place of the three hundred first offered."
"No, sir—it is fifteen hundred or nothing, Mr. Fogg."
"But you have not been hurt"
"Yes, we have been hurt I have been to our college doctor about this lump on my head, and my brothers have been to him, too. We were badly shaken up—not as much as my brother made out, but enough. If we have to sue we'll put in our claim for personal injuries as well—and maybe for time lost from our studies."
"But fifteen hundred dollars! I—er—I can't see it," and the lawyer began to pace the floor.
"Maybe we had better sue," suggested Sam. "We might get the full amount of our loss—
