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Foger's millions gone," mused Tom. "And Andy in there listening to what we said about the city of gold," added Ned. "No wonder he was glad the door was open. He'd be there in a minute, Tom, if he could, and so would Mr. Foger, if he thought he could get rich. He wouldn't have to sell goods on commission if he could pick up a few of the golden images."
I'm not going to let Andy Foger get ahead of us; nor his father either." "I'll help to the limit of my ability," added Mr. Damon. "I appreciate all that," continued the president. "But the unfortunate part of it is that we need cash. You gentlemen, like myself, probably, have your money tied up in stocks and bonds.
"Wait jest a minute," spoke Abe calmly, as he put his little store of nuggets in the pocket of his fur coat, and drew out a big revolver. "It ain't healthy t' talk that way, Andy Foger, an' th' sooner you find that out th' better. You ain't in Shopton now, an' th' only law here is what we make for ourselves. Tom, maybe you'd better get out th' rifles, an' your electric gun, after all.
Most of them were Shopton youths, but some, evidently, were strangers in town. Tom felt he had little to fear. "Bring him over here," ordered one, and Tom cried out: "You wouldn't be giving those orders, Andy Foger, if my arms weren't tied. And if you'll untie me, I'll fight any two of you at once," offered the young inventor fiercely, for he hated the humiliation to which he was being subjected.
In an instant more it was done, and, a good length in advance of the Foger craft, Tom shot over the finish line a winner, richer by ten thousand dollars, and, not only that, but he had picked up a mile that had been lost, and had snatched victory from almost certain defeat.
In his hand Ned held a paper, and as he saw Tom he called out: "Have you heard the news?" "What news?" inquired the young inventor. "About Andy Foger. He and his aeroplane are lost!" "Lost!" cried Tom, for in spite of the mean way the bully had treated him our hero did not wish him any harm.
"We can go in the shop, now." Without further notice of Andy Foger, Tom Swift turned aside, and followed the aeronaut into the enclosed yard. Ned Sees Mysterious Men "Who were those fellows?" asked the balloonist, of his companion. "Oh, some chaps who think we'll never build our airship, Mr. Sharp. Andy Foger, and his crowd." "Well, we'll show them whether we will or not," rejoined the man.
Foger expected his son would collect the money, and when Andy got left, it made him sore. He's had a grudge against Mr. Pendergast, and all the other bank officials ever since, and now he's going to start a rival bank. So that's why I said it was partly due to you." "Oh, I see. I thought at first you meant that it was on account of something that happened the other day." "What was that?"
The tests are to come off this fall, on a new and specially built track on Long Island, and it's to be an endurance contest for twenty-four hours, or a race for distance, they haven't yet decided. But I'm going to have a try for it, dad, and, besides winning the prize, I think I'll take Andy Foger down a peg. "What's Andy been doing now?" "Oh, nothing more than usual.
"Well, I'm glad of one thing," remarked Tom thoughtfully, as he drove home the last nail in a box, "and that is that we won't be bothered with that Andy Foger on this trip. I haven't seen hide nor hair of him in some time. I guess he and his father are down and out." "I guess so. I haven't seen him either." "Massa Andy were in town a few days ago," ventured Eradicate. "He was?" cried Tom.
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