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Updated: May 22, 2025
My cicerone was called Sheikh Sad-eddyn el Kurdy, because his grandfather was a Kurd who had settled here: the proprietor of the house in which I lived was Seyd Omar, a Sherif of the Yafay tribe of Yemen, whose ancestors had come hither several hundred years since. Indians are likewise found, but in less number than at Mekka.
"Look here!" exclaimed Kurdy, "I said we'd make a clean breast of it, and we will. We're only a couple of tools, and we were foolish ever to go in with those fellows; or rather, in with that Frenchman, who promised us big money if we succeeded." "Succeeded in what?" demanded the young inventor.
"That's the case," went on Kurdy. "A lot of the new men you took on are foreign spies from different European nations. They are trying to learn all they can about your plans, Mr. Swift!" "Are they friendly among themselves?" asked Tom. "No; each one is trying to get ahead of the other. So far the Frenchman seems to have had the best of it. But to-night his plan failed."
"What does this mean Ransom Kurdy?" asked Tom sternly, when the men seemed able to talk. "Did you attack Koku?" "It looks as though he had the best of us, whether we did or not," said the man Tom knew as Kurdy. "Whew, how my head aches!" "Me sorry," said Koku simply. "Not half as sorry as we are," returned Ransom ruefully. "What does it mean?" asked Tom sternly. "There were four of you.
Tell him everything is all right." "All right, Massa Tom. I'se gwine right off. I'se got t' look after mah mule, Boomerang, too. I'se gwine," and he shuffled away. "Who else besides Feldman got away?" asked Tom, looking alternately at the prisoners. They hesitated a moment about answering. "We might as well give up, I tell you," spoke Kurdy to Ransom.
"Oh, we give in," admitted Kurdy. "We know when we've had enough," and he rubbed his head gently where the giant had banged it against that of his fellow-conspirator. "Do you mean that you four came into this shop, at midnight, to damage the Mars?" asked Tom. "That's about it, Mr. Swift," replied Kurdy rather shamefacedly.
"Harrison," answered Kurdy, naming one of the most efficient of the new machinists Tom had hired during the rush. "Harrison, who has been working on the motor?" cried the young inventor. "Yes," said Ransom. "I'm sorry to learn that," Tom went on in a low voice. "He was an expert in his line. But what was your object, anyhow, in attacking Koku?"
"I'm with you, Tom." "Will you be a bit easy on us, considering what we told you?" asked Kurdy. "I'll do the best I can," said Tom, gently, making no promises. The two captives were put in secure quarters, and the rest of the night passed quietly. During the fight in the airship shed some machinery and tools had been broken, but no great amount of damage was done.
Feldman and one other got away." "Oh, trust Feldman for getting away," sneered Kurdy. "He always leaves his friends in the lurch." "Was this a conspiracy?" demanded Tom. The two captives looked at one another, sitting bound on the floor of the shop, their backs against some boxes. "I guess it's all up, and we might as well make a clean breast of it," admitted Kurdy.
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