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"I will when I find out what you mean by sneaking around here," retorted Tom, as he came back toward Ned, dragging with him a lad. "It wasn't a dog or a cat, Ned," spoke the young inventor. "It's Sam Snedecker," and so it proved. "You let me alone!" demanded Andy Foger's crony. "I ain't done nothin' to you," he whined.
"I guess you'll find a number going ahead of you, my young friend," remarked the auctioneer. "Will you have the goodness not to interrupt me, except when you want to bid?" "Well, I offered sixty," said the squint-eyed bully, while his crony, Sam Snedecker, was vainly, pulling at his sleeve. "I know you did, and this gentleman went above you. If you want to bid more you can do so.
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.
He resolved to fight to the last ounce of his strength against the masked lads. "Can we get a kettle to heat the tar in?" asked some one. "We'll find one," answered Sam Snedecker. "Come on, let's do it. You'll look pretty, Tom Swift, when we're through with you," he exulted. Tom did not answer, but there was fierce anger in his heart. The tar and feather proposal seemed to meet with general favor.
The moment Tom disappeared behind his machine shop, Sam Snedecker began a desperate struggle to escape from Ned Newton. Now Ned was a muscular lad, but his work in the bank was confining, and he did not have the chance to get out doors and exercise, as Sam had. Consequently Ned had his hands full in holding to the squirming crony of Andy Foger.
Damon waited for the directors to meet. Mr. Foger could be heard entering a little later. "What's this I hear, Pendergast?" he cried, rubbing his hands. "The bank robbers captured, eh? Well, that's good news. Of course we'll pay the reward. I always knew my boy was a smart lad. Five thousand dollars will be a tidy sum for him. Of course his chum, Sam Snedecker is entitled to some, but not much.
Then, as Tom watched, he saw the two excitedly conversing, and a moment later Andy ran off in the direction in which Sam Snedecker and Pete Bailey lived. "I wonder if he's up to any tricks?" thought Tom, as he turned on more power. "Well, if he is, I'll soon be where he can't reach me."
"Hit him good, Andy!" cried Sam Snedecker, "Give me a shot at him!" "I will not. I want to attend to him myself. You go tell my father, and he'll have Tom Swift arrested for trying to sneak in and get some of my airship ideas!" By this time Ned's wiggling feet had found the topmost rung of the ladder.
Doctors?" repeated Tom, clearly much puzzled. "What are you fellows driving at, anyhow?" "Wasn't there a lot of people killed in the explosion we heard?" demanded Andy, in eager tones. "Not a one," replied Tom. "There was an explosion!" exclaimed Pete. "We heard it, and you can't fool us!" "And we saw the smoke," added Snedecker.
The boat was drifting down the lake, and, at the sound of another motor craft approaching, Tom looked up. He saw the RED STREAK, containing Andy Foger and his cronies. They had observed the young inventor's plight. "Want a tow?" sneered Andy. "What'll you take for your second-hand boat that won't run?" asked Pete Bailey. "Better get out of the way or you might be run down," added Sam Snedecker.
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