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Wakefield Damon, of the neighboring town of Waterford, and how Tom bought that gentleman's motor cycle, after it had tried to climb a tree with its rider in the saddle. Mr. Wakefield Damon was an odd man, whose favorite expression was "Bless my shoelaces!" or something equally absurd. Waterford was not far from Shopton, where Tom and his father made their home. Mr.
Looking down he tried to descry Mary Nestor, in her carriage, but the trees were in the way, their interlocking branches hiding the girl. Tom did see crowds of other persons, though, thronging the streets of Shopton, for, though the young inventor had made many flights, there was always a novelty about them, that brought out the curious. "A good start, Tom Swift," complimented Mr. Parker.
Damon. "I hope nothing bursts. For if that goes up, Tom Swift " "I'm not making it to burst," put in Tom, with a smile. "Don't worry. Now, Ned, back to Shopton to get ready for the test." "Whew, how it rains!" exclaimed Ned, as he looked out of the window. "And it doesn't seem to show any signs of letting up," remarked Tom.
Are you all ready?" "Yes." "Then we'll start for the depot right after breakfast." The adventurers had arranged to take a local train from Shopton, and get on a fast express at one of the more important! stations. Good-byes were said, Mr. Swift, Mr. Jackson, Mrs. Baggert and Eradicate waving their adieus from the porch as Tom and the others started for the depot.
Will you let me take you in my car? Bless my spark plug, but I'd like to have you along in case of another accident!" The lad politely declined, however, and, with the valuable model and papers safe on his motor-cycle, he started for Shopton.
You have come to arrest my son?" he stammered. The chief nodded grimly. "Upon what charge?" faltered the father. "On a charge of breaking into the Shopton National Bank last night, and stealing from the vault seventy-five thousand dollars in currency!" "Seventy-five thousand dollars! Tom accused of robbing the bank!" faltered Mr. Swift.
"Maybe it's a stranger who came here, and picked out this place because it was so quiet," suggested Ned. "That's possible. But where would he operate from?" asked Tom. "There are few in Shopton who would want to buy smuggled goods." "They may only ship them here, and fix them so they can't be recognized by the custom authorities, and then send them away again," went on Ned.
"It brings it right home to us," agreed the young inventor. "But who is there in Shopton who would be in league with the smugglers?" "That's hard to say." "Of course we don't know everyone in town," went on Tom, "but I'm pretty well acquainted here, and I don't know of a person who would dare engage in such work."
If I had known I was going to be brought so far away from home I'd never have come." "You're not so very far from Water ford," put in Tom. "We didn't make any kind of speed coming from Shopton, and we could be back again inside of four hours if we had to." "Then you didn't travel fast during the night?" asked the government man. "No, we just drifted along," Tom answered.
Foger looked apprehensively toward the door, through which the custom men had descended. He also appeared to be anxiously listening. But when Mr. Whitford came back, with a disappointed look on his face, and said there was nothing to be found, Mr. Foger smiled: "What did I tell you?" he asked triumphantly. "Never mind," was the retort of Uncle Sam's man. "We are not through with Shopton yet."
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