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"I don't know, exactly, but I was somewhat alarmed when I heard this from Merton. So I am going to take no risks. That's why I send this letter to Mansburg. Don't lose it, and don't forget about the bolts. Here is a blue-print of them, so you can see if they come up to the specifications." Tom rode off on his wheel, and was soon spinning down the road.
But, when he went to his father's chemical laboratory for a certain powder, which he needed to use in the battery solution, he found there was none. "I'll have to ride in to Mansburg for some," he decided. "I'll go after supper, on my motor-cycle, and test the battery to-night." The young inventor left his house immediately after the evening meal.
It was Andy's proposal to capture Tom, though, and, having seen him depart for Mansburg on his motor-cycle, and knowing that he would return along a road that ran near the woods where the Throng met, suggested that they take Tom captive. The idea was enthusiastically received, and Andy and his cronies thought they saw a chance to be revenged.
Maybe he made copies of some of your drawings." "That's possible, Tom, and I admit it worries me. I can't imagine who that man is, unless " "Why, he's one of the three men I saw in Mansburg in the restaurant," said Tom eagerly. "Two of them tried to get information here, and now the third one comes. He got away in a motor-boat," and Tom told how the fugitive escaped. Mr. Swift looked worried.
Along the road toward Mansburg he speeded, and, as he came to the foot of a hill, where once Andy Foger had put a big tree, hoping Tom would run into it and be injured, the youth recalled that circumstance. "Andy has been keeping out of my way lately," mused Tom. "I wonder if he's up to any mischief? I don't like the way Sam Snedecker is hanging around the shop, either.
For Tom had recognized him as one of the three mysterious persons in the restaurant, and as for the man, he had also recognized Tom. "Ah er um is Why, it's you, isn't it?" cried the questioner, and he thrust his head farther out from between the curtains. "My, what a storm!" he exclaimed as the rain increased. "So you know Mr. Swift, eh? I saw you to-day in Mansburg, I think.
"Dad," whispered the youth, "I saw him in Mansburg. I think he is one of several who have been inquiring in Mr. Merton's shop about you and your patents. I wouldn't have anything to do with him until I found out more about him." "Is that so?" asked Mr. Swift quickly. Then, turning to the stranger, he said: "My son tells me " But Mr.
In fact, a man is working on them now. If you could call this afternoon they'll be ready. Can you?" "I s'pose I've got to," replied Tom good-naturedly. "Guess I'll have to stay in Mansburg for dinner. I can't get back to Shopton in time now." "I'll be sure to have them for you after dinner," promised Mr. Merton. "Now, there's a matter I want to speak to you about, Tom.
As told in the first volume of this series, the horse had run away, being alarmed at the flashing of Tom's wheel, and Miss Mary Nestor, of Mansburg, was in grave danger. "So you've given up the bicycle for the motor-boat," went on the young lady. "Yes," replied Tom with a smile, shutting off the power, "and I haven't had a chance to save any girls since I've had it."
The big propellers ceased revolving, and the aviator could leave his perch in safety. This he did, edging along until he could climb down and meet Tom, who stood near the ladder. "Much obliged," said the birdman, as he shook hands with Tom. "My name is Grant Halling. I'm a newcomer in Mansburg," he added, naming a town not far from Shopton.
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