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The next instant the big negro had folded his arms around Taggert. The white man struggled, but he was like a baby in the grasp of a giant, for Washington was very powerful. He procured a strong cord, and, before Taggert could resist had him firmly bound. Then, picking the man up in his arms, Washington carried him back into the balloon shed. "Help!
"I do not know what your motive is, but I say, rather than have my plans spoiled, I will make you a prisoner and keep you here until after I have sailed. I am all ready to start, tonight, if need be!" "So that's your game, is it?" cried Taggert. He turned toward the old man with an ugly look. "Washington!" cried the professor. "Bind him! Put him in the little room and see that he does not escape!"
Help!" cried Taggert, and then his cries were smothered. "Don't hurt him!" cautioned the professor, calling into the darkness to Washington. "I only guv him a soft piece ob wood to bite on," replied the negro. "He mustn't expostulate sounds too freely 'cause it might keep us awake." In a few minutes Washington returned.
A detachment of the Philadelphia detective police, force Officers Taggert, George Smith, and Carlin, reporting to Colonel Baker went in the direction of the North Pole; everybody is on the que vive for them.
They lost their balances and the next instant all three toppled right into the bow of the Monarch as she arose, and were lifted up into the air with her. "Hold on, there! Stop!" cried Taggert, who by this time had come close to the shed. "It's too late!" shouted back the professor, poking his head from a window in the engine room. "Hey, there!
Whistling a merry tune, the colored man took out a tray of food to Taggert, who was still bound so he could not escape. "Now I'd like to hear your names, and all about you," the old man said. The lads told their simple stories from the time each of them had started to shift for himself until they had accidentally met, and been hurled from the train.
We roomed together a whole winter; and often, after I had gone to bed, Gun would come in, and as he peeled off his clothes he would deliver himself something as follows: "Say, John, you don't know who I met on the up trip? Well, sir, Dock Taggert.
Perfessor!" cried Washington, as he looked out of a side window. "Here comes dat man we tied up in de shed! He's got anoder man wid him, an' dey got guns!" "It's Taggert! He is after me!" exclaimed the inventor. "He must not be allowed to get on the ship! Come on, Mark and Jack! Never mine unknotting the ropes! Cut 'em! We have no time to lose! Jump in, Washington!"
You would be only too glad to go and leave me behind after all I have done for you." "My only desire, and you know it, James Taggert," broke in the old man, "is to preserve my secret from the world until I see whether I can succeed or not. I do not want to be laughed at if I fail.
And sitting there rigid, she heard him continue in gruff low tones, "Something I'd forgotten a point in those Taggert specifications. I want to clear it up tonight." What impression had she made? How far had she overcome the heavy weight of dislike and suspicion Amy had rolled up in his mind?
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