Tell Her Your Rules of Conduct

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 "Here's the idea," Eddie said. "We build a frame to hold the fly
sprayer up above the box. We attach the curtain rod to the handle of
the sprayer and run it to the cultivator wheel. Then we fill the
reservoir of the sprayer with water. Next we put the candles in the
pie pan under the reservoir and light them. A head of steam will build
up in the reservoir and push the plunger on the handle back out, which
will turn the flywheel. I have already drilled a hole in the tube
around the plunger. When the plunger goes past that hole, the steam
will be released, the flywheel will turn and shove the plunger back,
and then the steam will shove it back again, and away it will go, chug
chug chug!"
"Sounds good to me," I said.
By the time Mrs. Muldoon called Eddie and me up for lunch, the steam
engine was built and ready for testing. It was only with great effort
that we could contain our excitement as we sat down to soup and
sandwiches with Eddie's parents and Mr. and Mrs. Haverstead, who had
come to buy some hay and been invited to stay for lunch.
"What have you boys been up to?" Mrs. Haverstead asked, perhaps not
entirely out of curiosity, for Eddie and I had acquired considerable
notoriety as a result of our inventions.
"We're working on an invention," Eddie said.
"How nice, dear," Mrs. Haverstead said.
"Just so it's not another airplane on the barn roof," Mr. Muldoon
grumbled. One whole side of his face twitched. I had noticed that
every time Mr. Muldoon mentioned our airplane, which he did often, his
face twitched like that. You would have thought he had been in the
airplane with Eddie and me when it soared off the barn roof. Now there
was something to make a face twitch!..