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Tom Reade had really intended to leave the flash lamp with his chum, but he forgot to do so, and, as he jogged steadily along over the wall he threw the light ahead of him. As he got nearer shore Tom increased his jog to a brisk run. Once, on the way, he passed the prowling negro without knowing it.
"If this sneak tries to get away, Dick, bring him down with a bullet." "I'm ready enough to do it," Prescott agreed. A sudden great change came over the ex-foreman. At first he threatened. Then he begged to be turned loose, promising nothing but the best behavior in the future. "Stop all your nonsense," ordered Reade finally.
Harry Hazelton awoke with a start, to find Tom with his finger on his lips. "Nicolas is asleep," whispered Reade. "Don't make any noise that will awaken him. I have no doubt that he would go through with us and be our guide. But that would put him in bad with Don Luis, and we have no right to expose the poor fellow to blame.
Dick rapidly made his choice for the school team. He played center himself, putting Dave Darrin at quarter, Greg Holmes as left tackle and Tom Reade as right end. Dalzell and Hazelton were left out, but they understood, quite well, that this was to avoid showing favoritism by taking all of Dick & Co. on the star team for practice.
Charles Reade belongs to that brilliant group of English writers and artists which included Dickens, Bulwer-Lytton, Wilkie Collins, Tom Taylor, George Eliot, Swinburne, Sir Walter Besant, Maclise, and Goldwin Smith. In my opinion, he ranks next to Dickens in originality and power.
You want to drive me out to that shanty, so that big fellow will jump on me. Go yourself, Mr. Tom Reade." "It's too hard a storm for any one fellow to bring in the wood alone," interjected Dick. "I'll go, and so will Greg. Hen, you'll come with us." "No, I won't." "Yes, you will," Dick informed him. "We've got to leave some of the fellows here, to guard the doorway against Mr. Fits.
The stern, hard work that lay before them, the many adventures in a rough wilderness, and the chain of circumstances that at last placed Tom Reade in charge of the railroad building, with Harry as first assistant engineer, are all told in the first volume of this present series, "The Young Engineers In Colorado."
More clouds of cigar smoke ascended; then, shaking, and his face a sickly white and green, the president inquired: "Reade, were you there -you and Mr. Prescott -at the time when I talked with Evarts on that very spot to-night?" There was no use in evading the question, so engineer Reade answered in a straightforward manner: "Yes, sir. Mr. Prescott and I were there."
"You'll feel bad, in the morning, if deprived of your sleep. I'll stay up for a while yet, and then call Tom Reade." "So I'm no good for guard duty, eh?" snorted Darry. "Not a bit," said Dick cheerfully. "You're as sleepy and as cross as can be, right at this minute. Go and tuck in, Davy." Darrin snorted again, then glared at Dick's placid face.
"I'll ask Nicolas to show you, to-morrow," Tom laughed mischievously. "But, Corbett, I believe that four bombs are even now attached to some part of the retaining wall, ready to be set off. "Great Scott!" "They won't be set off, though," continued Reade. "I found the firing magneto, and had a chance to cut the wires."
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